Existence is the echo ringing
Ripples on the water
Flap of a bird's wing
We are echos, too
In unison everything sings
Amplified by the nothingness
Across the unknown world
Of everything that was, will be
And never became
Vibrations. And I can feel
The vibration of your soul
As a part of the orchestra
We sing together
Until we will be silent
And only echoes would still travel
Finding a new home, where everyone
Belongs, and no one goes
A.K.
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