"Hello, mom? Is that you? Where'd you go? It's been so long. I hear your voice, but you're not there. How've you been? I miss you so!"
"Hello, Bro.? Your voice is clear! How I long to have you near. Please don't fade, I need you here, I love you oh so dear"
Sometimes alone, or maybe not, I hear your voice, calling my name. Whispers grow, clear as a bell, here in the flesh, it's hard to tell.
If I respond, and use your name, on my shoulders, don't lay the blame. "She's gone nuts!", some will say, for they don't know how I feel today".
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