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May 2012
I hear every whisper you make
Every breath you take
Lying there in your bed
Miles away.
I hear every request you make
Every whisper that escapes your lips

I hear every sound
You don't hear me screaming
How is that possible?
You must be deaf.
Rosie Wisniewski
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Rosie Wisniewski  Michigan
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