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One more time
Your voice
So close, yet far away.
Has left me wishing you would stay.
So through the ethereal mists I wound
The wispy sweetness of the sound
One more note, a word, a breath,
You can put me thru this test.
So now I wait, with breath, yes baited.
Waiting to talk to you again,
One more time, to hear my friend.
One more time, be it you, my Friend.
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