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Oct 2012
Your voice seeps into me.
And I'm not sure
How it got here or how it
Got stuck like peanut butter
On the roof of my mouth.
Your voice, it just won't budge.
And for just this one moment I forget
that I'm not suppose to remember
just how perfectly that voice sounds.
Written by
Sabrina
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