Writing Every Which Way

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Whispered love

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There was a knock at my window

And a name softly spoken.

Joy consumed me,

For I knew who had arrived.

We talked in hushed whispers,

A wall dividing us only barely.

Our hands and lips were brought together

Sometimes softly

And sometimes with desperation.

When you left, I was smiling

But I wished you wouldn’t haven’t gone.

I yearned for your embrace,

For your protection

And prayed that one day I would have it.

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Author: Madi Uram

I'm just another young writer hoping to get noticed in the world of publication. The majority of my time is put into writing novels, but I'm no stranger to journalism, playwriting, and critical essay's, too. I'm also the author of "The Little Paragons" which can be found on Amazon.com.

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