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Your Voices *
What reaches out for one may not take hold
Even in light of a great force of will.
Effects portrayed often as big and bold
May, in spite of themselves, be rendered still.
Even after a prolonged absence your
Voices remained, whispering down my spine,
Trickling coolly until they reached my core,
Savagely drowning out those which were mine.
More time had to pass before I could learn
That an examined life would tune them out.
Only then could I finally discern
Fact from fiction without a single doubt.
Yes, I awoke to find your voices gone –
All the fuel needed to keep pressing on.
