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Aug 2014
my heart skips
the sun moves north
I run to the hills
the clouds follow

I hear a voice
calling me
calling me
whispers of love
calling me
calling me

feeling light
hearts racing
rocks skipping
dawn coming

I hear his voice
calling me
calling me over
and over
whispers of love
calling me
over and over
calling..

sunsets
over the hills
clouds like your lips
whispering over
and over

calling me
I hear the voice
calling me
again and again
calling me
calling...

I run away... ?
Cassandra Nicole Pelkey
Written by
Cassandra Nicole Pelkey  Ottawa
(Ottawa)   
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