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Sep 2023
I listened intently
Deeping and contently
To the voice to which every other sound remains empty
She spoke with her whole chest
Using words that would continue long after she left
I lay awake in its echoes
It meanders and flows
And from it all my love grows and grows
Lone Chimney Sweep
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Lone Chimney Sweep  21/F/South Africa
(21/F/South Africa)   
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