My Voice

My voice—it does belong to me
The thoughts that wander through my mind
The feelings felt upon my heart,
My mind, my soul
Are unique in how they appear to be
Just as my fingerprints are
Uniquely mine
So are those words I type—
My voice is part of me

15 thoughts on “My Voice

  1. You’re voice, my voice. Our voice. A sound colours the air, fresh and re-bending. Opening time to a new cry. A whisper. We spoke of untold secrets and open lies. Falling, tumbling down into the rabbit hole of mischief. Keep safe.

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