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 Your voice on the telephone

Hushes the storm in my heart

Lightning strikes twice

In the same place.
I cannot picture your face No photograph, no keepsake, No letters scented with your smile, No ring or marriage bed.
Your kisses were the best I ever had, my first, My only valentine.

by Barry Tebb
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