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the quiet voice

How long have I been back? Five minutes? Someone or something or someplace is calling me, calling me insistently. Like the small voice that you hear in the dark when everything is peaceful, it won’t go away.

But where is it? Where am I going?

Posted by Basia on May 3, 2007 12:43 PM |

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