The Voices

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I sit by a portal and hear voices.

They tell me, "come, join us!" but I don't move.

They sound nice.

But I don't want to join the voices yet.

I like where I am.

But when I leave the portal, the voices fade.

Goodbye, voices.


But I'd heard those same voices before.

They called the name of a friend.

"%0^^3, come, join us!"

At first, I thought nothing of it.

Then the voices were gone.

And I heard he was dead.

Goodbye, voices.


Sometimes I hear them in my sleep.

They whisper people's names.

I hear &14 and 80541 and 645094.

But now I hear more.

So I don't want to sleep anymore.

Then, I can't hear them.

Goodbye, voices.

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