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I put on a blindfold and penetrate the world reflected in your voice

It seems I’m floating blindfolded in a sky with a sense of presence

I don’t understand what you really are

What would you call that kind of sleep?

Even though I’ve woken up, your voice is resiliently tracing my present

I don’t understand what you really are

Come over here with the continuation of that dream

No one can catch a glimpse of you,

So I don’t understand–your voice is just growing distant

If I were to die, and some part of me that lived on changed its shape,

Would it just be my imagination?

If you were here, I wonder if I would’ve been able to hear just a few more beautiful words

Is it just my imagination? Whose fault is it?

I can still hear it.

I can hear it now.