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Let There be Voice
Trapped under
singing ice
..trees falling
in the farthest forest
before a voice
could be heard
beckoning
heaven’s stars
to raise the light
...in the beginning
ears were there
singing ice
..trees falling
in the farthest forest
before a voice
could be heard
beckoning
heaven’s stars
to raise the light
...in the beginning
ears were there
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