sound of streams
blowing winds
blissful grin
the only probable escape
when not walking.
talking in sleep
open eyes
tossing sheets
i wish for waking from
lack of sleep.
whisper hope to me
teary eyes
a broken heart
these memories
when should they then depart…
should i let them go to the wind
let them go to the wind
goodbye…
A Chorus of Echoes 
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