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She says the voices she hears are very
insistent, and struggles on a daily
basis. It's the constant change, those harried
moments of confusion when she bravely
quiets the noise 'til it's dead and buried.
(A very rough attempt at a quintain. I had the title in my head before I knew what I wanted to write, and then chose to go with a form poem).