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Jan 2015
His name slurred on my lips
i love the ways it’s
rolled around on my tongue
loosened by my vocal chords.
every time i said
his name aloud,
it felt as though I was
becoming more and more
well versed in him;
his character
*his very being.
Nancy Dees
Written by
Nancy Dees  Texas
(Texas)   
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