Not my physical voice. It is fine.
No, I've lost the voice that expresses
all those things seemingly impossible,
all the feelings that get weighed down
like sinking concrete.
I've lost the voice that whispers internally
and screams at the top of its lungs to the world.
I have lost my voice.
Maybe I will get it back, maybe not.
It could be gone forever.
Lost in the melange of detritus floating about the universe.
Someone might even find it and use it for their own.
I wish them luck.
It wasn't a very good voice.
and screams at the top of its lungs to the world.
I have lost my voice.
Maybe I will get it back, maybe not.
It could be gone forever.
Lost in the melange of detritus floating about the universe.
Someone might even find it and use it for their own.
I wish them luck.
It wasn't a very good voice.
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