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Voice
"Find it"
The moist voice whispered
The lack of knowledge and the overfill of the endeavor made me drool
For whatever it may be, I was to obtain it
"Disregard your atlas"
The voice was seducing me
It’s siren song spilled out of the damp lips and poured into my ears
Years had past and I remained in search of it
"You’ve almost got it"
My elderly ears cried
Even on my death bed, I still neglected to discover it
I journeyed far, but my hands were left empty
And then all the world went silent
"You found it"
The voice sang
For the very last time
