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Jan 2019
When you called me, tonight,
I think I didn’t hear your own voice, the soft one, filled with ache, no.
I've heard your heart, ‘she’ called my soul.

And, when ‘she’ started to talk,
The hum from my soul, it came back.
’She’ laughed with me.
’She’ saved me, one more time.
Oh, but when our call ended,
the hum from my soul moved to the stomach,

the pain came back.
thank you for the call, i needed it to write.
Written by
Luna  18/F
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