I asked myself
What do I have to give?
And the voice inside was silent
So I waited
For an answer
And still there came nothing
I wondered
If the voice had gone
And where it might be
Pondering
As I've always done
Would it ever come back?
I decided
To be very quiet
In case it was trapped
And hoping
To hear it again
My breathing slowed
Down
I went
And followed
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