To the voice I have found and had lost again, I need you.
My hands are itching to write, my creative mind is on the rocks, and yet, you, my voice, were nowhere to be found. Please come back.
I know you would. But please do it now.
I will wait for you.
Even after three o'clock in the morning.
We'll have some coffee.
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