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That night It was Us three Two voices Speaking. One Sat silent Us existing, Talking, being Apart, together. I miss Your voice And you
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Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC
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That night It was Us three Two voices Speaking. One Sat silent Us existing, Talking, being Apart, together. I miss Your voice And you
This poem was writtin by the little boy in the attic, he has so much more to say but no way to say it
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Visiting my grave
Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC
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