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"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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