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Nov 2017
I hear your voice
It's distant
But it calls to me
I start to run
Towards it
Then I hear my voice
Calling to me
I stop
In the middle
Your voice
Telling me to go one way
My voice another
I look both ways
I turn around
I walk towards my voice
But then my voice dies
So I turn and run towards yours
It greets me as an old friend
As I get ready to walk away
I hear a whisper
Just a whisper
Of my voice
Written by
Eleanor  24/F
(24/F)   
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