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Echoes of You

A sound that fades deep in the night

A breath that is has made my chest so tight

A quarry that makes such beautiful stones

At this moment is where I have been thrown

Across the way a reflection heard

The language is ringing and a bit absurd

I stare up at the broken sky,

vermilion in color and I wonder why

What has made the changes happen?

The rays of more decided to bend

The slice of freedom, never again

Haunted by the sound that doesn’t end.

Much Love Much Life