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Aug 2019
Whispers from a voice

A voice from a distant time
Time filled with only noise
Noise that always made me blind


Whispers creeping slow

Slowly crawling in my mind
My mind's begun to flow
Flow like the deserted night


Whispers feeling cold

Cold unlike the blazing fire
Fire glowing bright and bold
Bold as we begin to climb
30/07/2011
EzraZebra
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EzraZebra  34/Non-binary
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