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Your Voice

Your voice raced down my memory lane To the gate of my heart It walked through unhindered But lingered in the garden of my heart And sat in the heart of my heart So soon you dropped in for a chat But who will bell the cat with an act This demands that i remove my hat Yet i have to spare the ants.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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