Franco C
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To pass by and see your face everyday, to hold my hand on a glass window pane peering in as you bask in the warmth emitting from a warm coal stove. My hand slides off the glass as the rain pours and it reminds me of your purity. Then it happens, I hear another voice, an unfamiliar deep tone, who could this be? My soul is lost and I feel like dying, I shed a tear, it all seems clear, yet for only a moment until I pass out, a faithful bottle by my side. I hear a whisper in my dreams, but it's only a whisper and it isn't real.

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