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flickering phrase
Her voice, a delicate murmur strained and sore,
Each word a labored effort, each syllable a burden, a burden she bore, and endures.
Days of repeated phrases and words drained her soul.
Her vocal cords, a weariness that starts to unroll.
Raspy tones, a symphony of what is and what is not.
Her throat aflame.
Silent whispers of affirmations, her spirit's ashamed.
she yearns for rest but her voice is a fire flickering, going out.
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Each word a labored effort, each syllable a burden, a burden she bore, and endures.
Days of repeated phrases and words drained her soul.
Her vocal cords, a weariness that starts to unroll.
Raspy tones, a symphony of what is and what is not.
Her throat aflame.
Silent whispers of affirmations, her spirit's ashamed.
she yearns for rest but her voice is a fire flickering, going out.
© Æ.Ю
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