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It Haunts Me
I awoke last night
As on so many other nights
To the sound of your voice
Calling my name
But when I’d looked
You'd left neither word nor trace
And whether in hope or wish or dream
I heard the sound of my name
In the sound of your voice
And it haunts me
As on so many other nights
To the sound of your voice
Calling my name
But when I’d looked
You'd left neither word nor trace
And whether in hope or wish or dream
I heard the sound of my name
In the sound of your voice
And it haunts me
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