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I Hear

I hear many voices
rising up in me
Some are dangerous
some full of sympathy.

But the voice that I listen to
the voice I listen to
is you
is you

I hear rejection
I hear acceptance.
It feels bad
It feels good

But the voice that I listen to
the voice I listen to
is you
is you.

I hear of a man, dying on a cross
raising again
coming again
is you
is you.

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