His Voice

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His voice was a joyful song
with the hope of life,
a flying dove
that flew through the skies.
His voice brought people
back home, to life.
His voice gave the people hope
to those who thought hope
did not exist.
Everyone looked up to him,
And he looked up to us,
never down.
Everyone wants to know him,
He comes by at night,
to hopeless homes.
Every night, you always hear
the same questions in the air,
"Is he here yet?"

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