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Nov 2014
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Your voice is my music at the end of the day
Symphonic feelings to take me away

Watching a sunset as we talk on the phone
Always together though standing alone

Through one tiny speaker, it’s you that I hear
Dreaming tomorrows, wishing you near

We’ve a good connection, yes that is a start
Still minutes are passing and we’ll have to part

But soon comes tomorrow and when it’s that time
I’ll be holding my phone, awaiting that chime

For this I do know, when your name is displayed
I'll hear that sweet music at the end of my day
Jack
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Jack  San Antonio Texas
(San Antonio Texas)   
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