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Oct 2012
It wasn't in what I had to say,
It's just that I wanted to listen
in just the right way.
..And your words-
they came
like a
cascading
stream!
and you rose out of them
fresh and clean-
.. and you smiled..
your whole face lit!
It was all that you needed
Just that little bit.
So if you come visit Sweetsilverbird
I promise I'll listen.
You'll always be heard.
Deborah Sweetsilverbird Birch
Written by
Deborah Sweetsilverbird Birch  67/F/Vancouver
(67/F/Vancouver)   
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