I found this voice,
but where I came upon it -
was a force of nature calling.
And how I found it,
doesn't matter.
What matters is that my voice,
feels much like itself.
Where the birds answer to it.
Where the past echoes.
And where I pray thoughtfully,
if every angel dreaming (fast asleep)
in the base of your mind.
And suddenly you felt found, again.
- Marco

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