When I read a writer's words in my head I hear them in the voice of my thoughts, though there are some that a part of my mind assigns a voice to and I hear their words in those voices. These are people that I believe are friends of mine from countless of my previous 17,042 life cycles.

Mind reads strangers’ texts

assigning words my own voice

Third-eye hears old friends’

distinctly familiar

yet no conscious memory

You will find the decoder ring for that tanka here

https://medium.com/channspirations/synchronicity-of-familiarity-across-the-diaspora-a640c7eccab5