When someone close to me
Leaves me a voice mail after a missed call,
I don't erase them.
Because I'm worried that one day
They'll all be gone.
And all I'll have
Are their voices.
Nov 5, 2021
Nov 5, 2021 at 9:15 AM UTC
When someone close to me
Leaves me a voice mail after a missed call,
I don't erase them.
Because I'm worried that one day
They'll all be gone.
And all I'll have
Are their voices.
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