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Does Some One Call out Your Name

Did someone call my name From silk-softened place Of old yellowed lace… Did someone call my name I turn and peer Both far and near But to no one Can I place blame Do I alone… hear ghostly tone Is this some curious game Or is this some one trying In voice almost crying …Some one calling out my name… In tone of harried urgency Floats faintly that familiar plea An answer seems to demand from me And yet no one’s there …To see… Am I the singular soul Can hear their name Bespoke from empty space… Do I alone Hear my name intoned By a voice bereft of face Nigh unto my very ear So near my to my very face I think that anon I’ll no more that nod In tacit reply to that Ephemeral claim Whisper in acknowledgement That indeed I did hear it Albeit more so In truth than In spirit Some one call out …My name…

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