Your scribe. Your secretary.
Think aloud to me,
slowly and simply enough
that I can transcribe
the things you want to say
to me,
through me.
Tune the ears of my heart,
train my fingers to flow,
my muscles to move,
at the slightest inflection of your voice,
the tiniest trace of meaning
from your mind.
Amen.
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