Calling
At midnight I was woken
By sounds of wind around
A calling comes to me
A voice from far home lands
Unclear voices question
Call from many years
As such voices will
Arising from my heart
Perhaps this trace forgotten
Torn childhoods
Exile voice of soul
Shadow crawl of days
No sun can shine those mornings
Nor can I hear one bird
But never silence falls
On the storm within my heart!
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Lam Quang My
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