From Erika from Hawking Radiation by Lake Ruth

Half the time I hear the voices
and it now appears my freedom's wasted.
As for us you can't deny that it is time
to move on.

Impossible, struggling with
all the wrong words in my broken language.
So, I feel that I am more or less
compelled to return -
and surrender all thought to them.

Frank, I know you think I'm wrong -
following a will no longer my own.
Can't you see it is our one and only chance
to transform?

As for me, I welcome the change.
I'm no longer torn in two directions.
Will you suffer here or heed the final call
to rejoin -
or continue your life alone?

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