From outside

‘The voice I listen for, the voice that speaks through me, isn’t yours exactly but it’s nonetheless you who speaks. How do you speak then, or better, from where? From inside or outside? If it’s you who speaks it follows there’s no inside. From outside then, you speak from the outside. You beckon me, force me to follow you, even when I can’t hear you. Follow you where? I’m only beginning to know. But why does this beginning seem like an ending?’

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