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Speak to me

as though you wish to wake me,

from a deep slumber.

To make me aware.

To revive my hope.


Call out to me

like you crave to see me

every single day.

To hear me talk.

To bring me back.


Rise to greet me

as though you mean it

truly, deeply.

To feel a little peace.

To be at ease.


These rarities

playing on my mind,

urging me to open my eyes.

To see, to be, to feel.

To hear, to greet, to return.


These rarities.