Ancient Voices Are Calling Me
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Ancient voices are calling me
From the other side of midnight:
The voices of angels & prophets.
I figure they represent Truth
Amidst vast tapestries of lies.
Although my eyes are blinded by
Artificial lights and my ears
Are deafened by discordant shrieks,
I can still perceive and hear signs;
Which others are barely aware of.
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