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a sigh, verbally-breathed
There was a time
when you used to confide in me
shared the innermost stirring of your heart;
when you used to feel safe in me,
entrusted what others couldn't hear out loud.
There was a time
when we were close enough,
nourished a friendship pure and free;
when nothing outside bothered,
heard the fellowship of the soul.
There was a ti...
Friday 18th July 2025 11:47 am
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