I wait for you to wake, just to hear your voice again. I would hear you speak before I take my first breath. And hear you speak last before my eyes close. Every word from your lips gives life to my soul and strength to my form. With your command you give me purpose, for absent your voice I am lost. Deprive me no longer your sweet call. See me brought back to purpose with but one word. A word that only you know.
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Trying to explain the unexplainable from the far reaches of the mind.
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