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Leaving

They are calling me

Yes, they’re  calling me

Though who they are

I cannot see.

They’re telling me

It will be alright

Not to worry

Not to fright

That this trial 

Will be over soon,

And of  anticipation

In a different room

These ethereal harbingers

Are firm and clear

So it’s not for me

That I hold fear

But for each one

I leave behind

That I cannot aid

Or bring peace of mind.

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