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Saturday, June 25, 2022

Echo and Narcissus

 I am nowhere,

not even in the background of your world


You observe your own reflection in a lake, 

my cries never reach your ears

and my voice is lost on the wind


When you look my way,

you only see the sky


I am hollow


And when your gaze finally does rest on me, 

you can not feel anything more than Pity 


You realize the power your hold over me,

and it is then that you make me feel

most worthless

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