Tuesday, September 8, 2020

The Whispers on my Head

 Sometimes I feel you are gone

Then I heard you voice again

I feel you like if you were here

I hear your voice

I sense your smell

And i close my eyes

And think you again...

Sometimes...only sometimes.

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