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The void calls to me,Through the busy dayThrough the dark nightIt calls, silently urging me,I can feel the yearning,the hunger only I can sate,And sate so fleetingly,A reprieve is all I can hope for. Come to me, it whispers,For your thoughts are min...

The void calls to me,
Through the busy day
Through the dark night
It calls, silently urging me,
I can feel the yearning,
the hunger only I can sate,
And sate so fleetingly,
A reprieve is all I can hope for.

Come to me, it whispers,
For your thoughts are mine.
I own you,
You only have free will
For as long as I allow it.
Invisible, unbreakable bonds
Tie me to these words,
The void forever drawing them out.

Like fibre on a spinning wheel
I weave my words out of pieces of my self.

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