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a shiver,
derived from the strum
of an acoustic guitar,
crawls up and down my spine
and all over my skin.
the soft, sweet notes
letting me hear my emotions
for the first time.

I let a whisper slip past my lips
before she finished the start,
"please play that again,
for I found the sound of love
within your single verse."





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