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Loud Whispers
Soft whispers fill the room
while your jack knife swiftly
strikes my back.
I often ponder our short waltz.
Oh, we danced.
We frolicked through the whispers,
which were never soft at all.
Soft whispers fill the room
while your jack knife swiftly
strikes my back.
I often ponder our short waltz.
Oh, we danced.
We frolicked through the whispers,
which were never soft at all.
Huh.
Loud as whispers
Soft as sirens