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I hear the White Whispers,
sweet, clean, and pure.
Oh how beautiful their voice's sound.
Their faces are unknown to me,
yet I know they are kind.
Their voices, full of wisdom and peace.
They teach me, they help me,
they fill me with joy.
Oh White Whispers, speak to me.
I long to hear your voices.
So peaceful, yet mournful.
Full of bitter sweetness.
White Whispers, dear, sweet White Whispers.
Can you hear them?
Listen......
Listen not with your ears,
but with your heart.
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