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Jan 2014
There was a moment when we started to talk,
beyond hello and what's new.
I remember hearing
you...
not the sound of your voice.
We had been speaking to each other
and to became with
and voice became song
and something within me shifted.
I smiled when I heard you blush.
Written by
Alan marx  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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