On The Echoes

You’d resist my echoes, influence the surrounding to restrain my thoughts

From being heard by them, yes, I know, they are not fascinated by the mundane world

Wish to listen to something different- the usual indifference is getting tiresome

Only hope is the passage of time. as turbulently possible to erode the rough surfaces

Weaken the forces that diminish the passion of communication, especially love

Of which there are many complicated meanings, but such sentiments are lamentable

Hope that the days will have freedom and clarity to carry my echoes everywhere

Falsified images have become dense and time too is warped and dangerous


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