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Oct 2015
As when everything is black and unclear,
I heard voices, talking and very near..
that time I realized I'm not alone
familiar whispers echoed through my ear
along with the sounds that I can hear
As I opened my eyes, slowly, slowly
I can see the reality
of plain white walls
mixed and matched along with the floors
cables and tubes small table and a machine
I just asked myself "where have I been?"
"you're late, you won't make it on time"
a hoarse whisper said
"you should've been here already"
Familiarity of what surrounds me
I'm in the middle of a deep sea
Will I make it out?
or if You're there waiting to meet me?
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Morrey
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