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Friday, April 8, 2011

Voice

My voice is an echo
ringing down the empty hall
no one listens
no one hears
who would think to care

our voices joined as one are powerful
my voice alone is weak
voices united against my signal call for help

my voice - the sound travels quick
it falls
        falls
             f
              a
                l
                 l
                  s

flat
on deaf ears

Krista Beckley © 2011

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