The Voices

The voices that are in my mind
tell me there’s no more to find.
The voices that speak to my heart
tell me this is just the start.
The voices that I choose to hear
will be the ones that come more clear.
The choice is mine, which will I be;
the dead one or the one who’s free?

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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