I do love silence.

But not when you're here.

I prefer hearing your voice

Your voice is a travel

When I hear it, I can imagine

Places where your voice has echoed

While I wasn't with you.

Oh, dear.

This is so weird.

You're not moving at this moment,

Me neither.

But as you're talking, I'm already out.

I'm free.

Please, don't go

Keep talking about the world living outside

Keep talking about fantasies I will never see

Please,

Say something.

Take me out of here.

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