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Sep 2014
Sounds of your voice linger
Within connective tissue, 
Memories of us engaging in laughter, 
Present in mind, but reality has past us, 
Phone conversations,
Endless talks
Hours of nothing
Counting minutes
Two second call
To no rings at all.
Lolo
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Lolo
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