Buddy voice…

A voice so sweet it accumulates in my heart, it beats its wings to fly elsewhere,

that’s weird though, consoles me, told me tales happy, and then…

…and then run away as being chased by a hunter, eager to get her prisoner…

She says “I will return if you’re sad. ”

“Will you come back? How long must I wait to be sad again?”
Come voice, come heat, listen consolation I’m sad because you ran away…

Mi LuMaCa

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