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Voices from the past

man sleeping on train

There are sounds beneath me
Beyond my reach
Outside of where I want to be
Voices from the madness that used to cradle me
Calling me
Leading me
Pleading me
Join me
I lower my head as if to sleep
Though I know it’s not a dream
and listen

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Photo by Alex Iby

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