We've lost the art of speaking out —
We type, we edit, we erase.
We can delete before they read,
Rewrite and keep a safer space.
Voice notes can also be rehearsed,
Recorded twice, then sent with care.
But real-time calls can't be reversed —
They're raw, unedited, rare.
A phone call doesn't have a draft,
No undo, no playback, no review.
You hear the warmth, you hear the laugh,
Or catch the cold — you know it's true.
The tremor, pause, the shift of tone —
You feel if you are heard, desired.
No need to guess, no need to own
A message that leaves you tired.
So call each other when you're far,
Don't hide behind a screen's embrace.
A living voice is who you are —
It heals the distance, fills the space.
Voice, not text
© Copyright: Евгеша Семёнова, 2026
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