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Your honesty is like a second voice --
It clings to your own in a ghostly glow
Sometimes soothing and drowning all noise;
at other times, exploding in a deafening roar.
` Touch me not...
Your honesty is like a second voice --
It clings to your own in a ghostly glow
Sometimes soothing and drowning all noise;
at other times, exploding in a deafening roar.
Posted by ..N.. at Tuesday, June 12, 2007