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The Call
A voice in a dream called my name
With it neither message nor any other word came
It was a speaker with no face
Just a voice with gravity and grace
Why it called me I do not know
But the memory of it will not let me go
It did not wake me, did not shake me
Nor solace or enlightenment gave me
But this call I`d answer, the voice I`d follow
With dreams to fill the void in this life so hollow
From a realm of chimera, beyond the wall
One night there came a call, and that was all
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