Echo
A call to my own voice I call echo
The grasping of choice I call my own
Wondering a next approach
To catch my fall
Upward and onward
To be expected
Anticipate when a heart does race
Stepping in the right direction
A path set to follow
Guided by echo to no longer feel hollow
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