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From Where It Calls

From where it calls I know not where But know it calls for me The sound is ought but all around It draws me ever near An ancient echo worlds away Its silent whisper stirs In darkness, in its darkest hour It does not go unheard It beckons in my waking hour And hovers o'er my sleep It marks my breathing as I dream My slumber is its keep I know not where I know not when Its call will call for me But when it does I know I’ll heed The bell that tolls for me

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Date: 8/10/2023 3:07:00 PM
Beautiful but sombre
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John Oldham
Date: 8/11/2023 5:44:00 AM
Sombre, true. But I like the "Beautiful" :) Warm Regards, John

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