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There is a voice
Not loud
Not urgent
Just — there

You can walk past it
You can fill the room with noise
You can answer every question except the one it asks

You can build your explanations
You can choose the safer ground
But the voice does not get tired
It does not lose the sound

Not a threat
Not a verdict
Just a word that will not leave

Listen
This is not the end
Listen
This is not the wall
Listen — something waits beyond the noise that will not let you fall

You have cursed the water
You have named the wrong things right
You have carried borrowed darkness and called it your own night

But the voice that found you broken is the voice that finds you still
Not to burn what you have built — to restore what only it can fill

Not a sentence
Not a summons
Just a sound beneath the fear

Listen
This is not the end
Listen
This is not the wall
Listen — something waits beyond the noise that will not let you fall

You will not be destroyed
You will not be left
You will go through what is coming — and come out with your breath

Not because you held it together
Not because you found the door
Because the voice was always there before

Listen
Not to what the room says
Listen
Not to what you fear
Listen — the spirit of truth does not leave when you can't hear

Listen
That is enough
That is all