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Aug 2019
Shadows of voices
I can hardly hear
Breeze through my windows
I thought you were here
Wake with heartbeat racing
But your no where near
I turn, close my eyes

Shadows of voices
Whispers to me
Dad I'm ok.
And I will be
Leave your window open
Feel the breeze
Be at ease Dad
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   Kiz and Fawn
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