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Jul 2016
What was it like,
Holding my heart in your fingers?

Was it warm?
Was it cold?

Did you notice the way it would skip a beat
Every time I saw you?
Do you feel it still?

Is it still there?
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
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