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Jun 2015
Through the deepest chords of your voice,
And the gentlest voice of your touch,
As you confessed your love, that I thought you may never vow,
I smiled to myself & walked away deaf,
For the rest of the night kept reminding me
It was the best dream I ever wanted it to be!
Written by
Sai Vaishnavi  India
(India)   
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