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I wake up every morning,
to the sound of motors roaring,
they are drowning out these voices in my head.
At night while I am sleeping,
I can hear the angels speaking,
but I can't recall a single thing they said.
I see their lips move clearly,
I feel their presence near me
but each word they try to tell me just slips through the cracks.
I PUSH, I STRAIN, I
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