I slave in the shop
Doing the mundane
Song lyrics float through my mind
Then a Whisper
A Whisper not of sound but of the soul
Something brushes a hidden piece of me
Some thing, Some one
It is her
I feel her pain
My own surfaces again
After so many years
What has caused this
I had given up hope of finding her
But again her essence sings to me
And again I am tormented
I MUST FIND HER!!!
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