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My lips do a double-take

As my tongue produces the words.

For Heavens sake!

What dissonant notes come from my cords?

As if a hand were moving my mouth

His voice streams through my throught;

Not only teaching another wild youth,

But reminding me of what to do when times get tough.

And just as he was,

I speak to absent ears;

Ignorant to all, and just because

They already know it all in their single digit years.

My cheeks bend into a smile

As the echos from the past come to a close.

The voice still resonating all the while

Like a childish "I told you so!"