THE MELODY
Barely discernable above the garbled voices,
Breaking through the static
A melody
A voice, tremulous and elusive
Losing strength in the cacophony
Then growing more insistent
Like the ebb and flow of the tide
inching closer with each wave
Now and then I hear it
Clear and pure and painfully honest
Now and then
I don't
Maybe you would like to hear it
Or not?
If I can tune out the static
and listen to the song
Will it be too familiar?
I fear
The melody is me
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