To be heard

I write in order for my voice to be heard. Not the voice that comes up through your throat, but the one that weaves and wanders through your sleeping dreams. The voice that tells you why you like sunsets and the feel of cool sand beneath bare feet. The one that whispers softly in your ear of love, blushing cheeks, and the reason for a sigh. The voice that sings with the winds of a storm, and pushes you to dive from perilous heights into crystal azure waters. A voice that resonates with the unambiguous laughter of a small child. If I can capture one story of that voice, but one murmur, I know I have not scribed in vain.

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