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as my day progresses i stop
and pause for a second and catch myself just smiling for no apparent reason... coming to my senses i look around to see if i have made a fool of myself... no one here but me...thank god!! so i relax again into my day light thoughts her voice there as if she was standing next to me ... i contemplate how could i allow this woman to affect my life and thoughts so much... "she tickles my senses" i await her voice longing for her touch... my window is opening once more... her gift to me
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