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May 2012
There’s a harmony in my mind
I cannot achieve with my voice
I need one to accompany me
Singing solo is not my choice

A blend of soprano and tenor
or an enticing alto to carry
the faltering sound I emit
to make the sound less airy

Sweep me off my feet
with the beauty in your tone
and with vibrato to melt my ears
I no longer wish to sing notes alone
Roberta Day
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Roberta Day  30/F/Austin, Tx
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