Voices on the Wind Obscure Voices
Unanswered calls by Lars Samson Dearest friend not fully trusted. Just too many years. Shared lives a long, deep embrace. Age and injuries weakening the grip. Forgetting the times. Much simpler when young. Life seen in the mirror of our eyes. Before learning and fearing lies. Times now when will cannot move limb. When unanswered calls wander the air, ringing slowly dimming to silence