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May 2020
I got addicted to the sound of your voice,
little did I know that I’ve be subconsciously recording our little talks.
Little talks that I listen to late at night,
it lulls me to sleep
and comforts me in my darkest hours.
As I play the records like vinyl,
I am able to sleep peacefully
as though you’re still with me.
For your voice is too soft and calming,
it brings me peace amidst the chaos that swallows me whole.
Dustin
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Dustin  20/M/Heaven’s edge
(20/M/Heaven’s edge)   
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   Shrika and Polaris
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