A Disposition of Spaceecho. reminds me of the past
reminds me of the viscous cycles that can be fallen into
echo. makes me feel alone in a quiet hall with no one there
a brief icon with a fading resonance
echo. makes me feel overwhelmed and unidentifiable
like hearing a foreign language
the past reminds me of an echo i once heard
reflected off a pane of glass in a room
where the door was shut and locked for the last time
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