Content of: Whispered Breath
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08/11/24 at 05:48PM
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Life Stories - Memories
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Whispered breath, rustles the air,
while the warmth of her body,
makes me aware,
of the love I have lost,
who is no more.
No more to be with me,
when I need her advice,
no more to talk with,
telling her she's nice.
Oh what a loss,
after, all of these years,
to end in a sadness
and the shedding of tears.
