Voice
I heard a voice
That calls in whisper
So strong in choice
In ringing glitter
Stone words
Lays humble right
Like silver swords
Protected light
Its flame
Burn all around
To be the same
In timing found
For being heard
Becoming real
It was a word
A word that heal
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