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I hear even your tiniest whispers

and they rally for my flow

yet distant is their herald cry

seemlessly sought from

so very far below

below all sorrow

the myth and the magic

in a faint yet reminiscent wind

hark fair reader

for I hear love call out

I am with you eternally

as there is no end................

(May 21, 1998)