Voices
You can hear the voices?
You can hear the choices?
The distant echoes
of the lows
and highs
of the skies.
Keep close my friend.
Remember the messages you used to send?
My hands are tied
and my voice then sighed.
The screams sounded
and left me dumbfounded.
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