Who’s Talking?

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Now I am tired
And my pen
Is running
Out of ink
It seems.

Tell me
I want to know
Your dreams

Keep moving.
You inspire me
To believe.

Now I am awake.
The pen is bleeding
Love.

I want your attention
And to notice me.
I want you to reach me
From miles away.

I want us to always be.

I am speaking.
Can you hear what I say?