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| Tim Walker |
your voice
"your voice
i lean to struggle against the wind
the sound fills the desert and covers within like a warm
blanket
the excitement washes over my skin like tiny diamonds
you call out her name with colours that reach the
heavens
as i touch the ocean floor
and i say "chow," bella... at last i heard
your voice"
-- Anonymous
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| Tim Walker |
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