In these voices

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In these voices
My muse comes alive,
Her embrace is eternal
Her wings are my life
Let her be my saving grace.

In these voices
I hear the wind,
His howls push me
He always lets me in
Leave nothing unturned
Let our voices merge.

In these voices
My heart pleads,
I seek for audience
An audience I never had
Plead with me oh fragments
Let my soul speak
In these voices.
© Adiela Michael

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