sometimes there is a little voice
but not inside my head
i'm listening inside for it
it never comes. it's dead.
but then i get a sense of this
and chill for this and even that
i'm running and it's alive
then i stop to catch my breath
it's nowhere. it's dead.
find it please
the things we need
the things we ever thought to be
and we are living and it's now
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