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2 min readMar 20, 2017
THEY CALL TO ME
HEAR THE VOICES FROM WITHIN OLD SPACES
THE CRACKS, FLAKES AND PEELS, STAND COUNTERPOINT
TO THAT WHICH FADES, RUSTS AND WARPS.
THOSE VOICES AND THIS MELODY
IT COMFORTS AND CAUTIONS ME
AND PATIENTLY AWAITS MY REPLY
