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Voices from the past

by paul-f-clayton

I can hear voices Voices from the past But, only when I'm driving When I'm driving fast "It's the wind", said the doctor "Or a breech in a seal" "Go home and put your feet up" "Or go out for a meal" So, I took the doctor's advice And intended to go home I buckled up my seatbelt Switched off my mobile phone Then I turned the ignition This made the engine roar But, as I started driving The voices came once more I could hear the voices Couldn't tell what they were saying So, I put my foot down The car started swaying Suddenly, I hear them clearly These voices from the past They say "climb up from the wreckage" "And join us at long last"
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Aug 3, 2012
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