• Gloria Koya

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I’ve knelt upon hills

To hear the birds music,

I’ve travelled over the seas

To hear the calm sea sing,

Where else can I go

To be far from the voices in my head?

The ones that says I’m too low

And can never forge ahead,

Could it be the East?

But I’ve been there before.

Or the West?

I can even give you a tour.

Oh, I hear a voice so sweet

Coming from my heart within,

It feels like the best medicine 

Hidden beneath my skin,

Though I’ve got many place choices, 

There’s no need to roam:

For I can just settle these noises 

By dancing to my heart’s baritone.

My Heart Sings Quiet

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