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VOICE-A-PING
A day in the sun
In the midst of the scotch
Sends singles of thrills
Down the spine

Muds on the feet
In the aftermath of rain
Brokers the child in you
To the force of spite

An emblem emerges
In the midst of nothing
To prove a-nothing
Can stop a-nothing

Sun, mud and rain
Flight, stairs and rails
Are all part of a play
That needs a being to sway

Ping in the vocals
Crops up from a-nothing
In the midst of a-nothing
To draw tiles on the ground.
© favody