I heard the voice who used to speak,
slowly fading…fading away.
The vast emptiness was cold
and made me grow weak.
Without hearing the words,
I was only an empty husk.
Mindlessly wandering around the empty land,
Where the trees were bare but with rotting birds.
No sound…sound, my eyes grew blind,
the voice I heard left me all twisted and twined.
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