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voice

his voice warms me like a blanket

i missed the simple talk

how he could tell me

about nothing in-particular

and i would feel better

his words lift me to the sky

and i don't feel wrong

or ***** or stupid

for going back to him

and his gentle voice

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natasha-yount
American
Published
Oct 14, 2011
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