Echoes
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1 min readOct 30, 2018
Strange, your name,
silent so long,
I realize
the place where I held anger is empty now
but for unfamiliar echoes.
Strange, your name,
silent so long,
I realize
the place where I held anger is empty now
but for unfamiliar echoes.
Destroyed. Rebuilt. Broken, Mended. Annihilated. Remade. Nothing special.