Lives On…




Lives On…

The echo we leave behind

Lives on like background noise

There are those who hear the whisper

Against the silence of centuries

Like a thunderstorm, the crackle of lightning

Illuminating old life

Small details walking through fog

That unexpected footstep behind you

When no one is there

A returning moment we cannot explain

Conversation heard before

That strange Déjà Vu moment

Thoughts you know are not part of your thinking

That is the echo that never dies…

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