It's too late
To call you
And hear
Your cute
Sleepy voice
I'm too scared
To tell you
About how
Much I
Love you
But I want
You to know
That your voice
Is my best
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Poesía1:48 am "And with every drop of rain that hits the earth, I can hear your soulful voice echoing through my mind. Calm whispers of the wind, crashing along the sea, calming my every nerve. You are the air in my lungs and the words I speak. You are my...
