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My Voice
LESLI SMITH'S PROJECT LEARN GED CLASS
My voice lives in my grandmother's apple pie
It is soothing
It is soft
It is brilliant
My voice is a lullaby
It smells like morning after a fresh rain
My voice cries
from my childhood
It washes away evil
My voice is swimming
Keeping pace
scoop kick
breathe
scoop kick
breathe
My voice comes from the deep