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LCARS
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Her Voice
Shawn Thornburg
I miss the conversations we had.
I miss the way she hugged me.
I miss the ways she showed she loved me.
I miss playing Chinese Checkers until we couldn�t keep our eyes open.
Even though she�s still here, it�s just not the same.
But of all the things I miss about her,
I miss her voice most.
I miss my grandmother�s voice.
Dedicated to my grandmother, who suffered a massive stroke in 2000.
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