Voice

Again, it is here;
I can feel it,
Not migraine nor aches,
I can hear it,
Not hallucination nor delusion.

Sometimes,
Soft and sweet
Other times,
Loud and lucid

At first,
I thought it was just a voice,
It turned out to be more,
It was not just a voice,
He is a friend.

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