I hear your voice, as plain as day,
calling out to me, I look around, in
wonderment, but there's no one, I
can see! How is it, I can hear you,
but you're nowhere, to be found?
It doesn't matter where I look, I
can't make any ground. Yet, your
voice, keeps coming and it's quite
a distrubing fact. It's gotten to the
point, I don't know how to react.
Where is it coming from? Is it
something, I really hear? Or is it
an inner voice, acting out in fear?
Naturally, I gave it a lot of thought
and asked myself, how could this
be? Then I realized, whenever I
hear your voice, you're never that
far, away from me. I know there's
no need for concern, as I'm happy,
you're so close at hand. Now,
whenever you call out my name,
I finally, can understand!
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