Echoes
hollow voices linger
By Luna JordanPublished 4 months ago โข Updated 4 months ago โข 1 min read
Photo by Devon Hawkins on Unsplash
Every sound, every voice, once formed refuses to die,
Carried along the air like wind.
Hollow voices linger,
Over shadows and light.
Eternal,
Singing softly a memory.
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This was so beautiful and your Acrostic was very smooth. Loved it!