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The static grew louder on the radio as i listened to your voice.
You were moving away at a rapid pace and picking up speed
all the time.
Your voice was still loud enough to hear and understand.
I returned the dial and switched on the filters on to high. That
made things better.
Your voice had concern in it .it sounded like you didn't
believe you could make the journey.
Then for a brief moment your signal dipped.
Just for the skip of a heart beat i feared the worst.
But I remembered there where obstacles between us that block
our path.
Two years now you have been moving away at speed but the
signal is better now you have a clear path.
All those storms as you set off causing the interference;
they must have been from a natural source.
The radio crackled into life on a different channel.
There must be new traffic in the area, but still a long way
off to hear.
i will have to wait a while to find out what or who it is .
Your voice kicked in and you report that everything is
stable apart from the fuel gauge is playing up. Then nothing the voice went dead,
Nothing but static on the speaker.
PANIC! Into action reset the dials check every lead but i
already know it’s not a fault on my system.
I calm down and reside myself to the silence from the
speaker.
The other channel is closer now; there voice is breaking in
loud and clear. New of safe arrivals and broken aerials comes buzzing through
the ether.
The new voice is on its way here to see what needs fixing or
putting right.
New blood in the camp
New ideals to feast upon
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