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Echoing Refrain
Ghostly, my echoes are moans floating in the air like muffled murmurs carried on the wind or rippling waves across a calm sea. If I'd been singing lyrics to a sad melody, I'd hear the haunting words until they'd fade away. Where they end up, I'll never know. How far do echoes go traveling from here to there? Maybe they scatter through distant hills, whispering as if they're telling my secrets. Gossips, repeating in the timbre of my voice... always in a rush to run away from me, like children playing hide and seek who cannot hush to keep me from finding them. Even now I still hear my words in refrain. Echoes are mirrored images of my voice but in reverberating sounds instead of visions. Reflective and repetitive, with the ability to mimic my words, only speaking what's been spoken. I wish they had the ability to filter words I'd rather they omit. Things that in anger, I scream and shout. I doubt the reality of that. Only echoes in the Twilight Zone would be so bizarre to be able to manipulate my voice with one of their own. Strange, how much louder they sound in the dark.
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