The Word Slave
I do what the words tell me to.
Clavier
Smooth and pale white--
You disturb my dreams,
my thoughts,
my solitude.
You sing for me, speak for me.
Without you I am mute,
my hollow and helpless words struggling to breathe.
You summon me, lead me.
I must follow.
I must follow.
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