In the middle of the night
I hear her humming
It’s not the wind, it’s not the clock
Electricity flowing only
In my head I hear her humming
Too much vibration for a dream
She’s been gone but she is coming
She’s not a bird, nor firefly
This empty space beside my place
Hallucination, or her face?
It’s moving though she’s far away
Far away and humming
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