Far away, in the ravine
On a fullmoon night
Walking down the valley
of steep slopes…
Do you hear that agonizing echo
When someone calls you by name
In a downcast, moist voice?
Far away, in the woods
Under the moonlit canopy
of tall, vibrant trees…
Do you hear that air-rending cry
When someone calls you by name
Standing below an old oak tree
In a loud yet muffled voice?
It has been aeon now
This voice from a far piece
Has been calling for you.
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