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Echo

ECHO I hear an echo, A sound so close And yet so far. It comes from Everywhere and yet It is nowhere. Maybe I’m imagining It in my warped And twisted head. Maybe I cease to be And I become just A sound, one so remote I’m a million miles away.

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