The echoes from afar and distant past
Cling to my lasting, intriguing thoughts
They remain within and always last
Embellishing my life like ocean troughs
Wherein those echoes erupt in dreams
To haunt my reverie, attained in sleep
They bind my life like flowing streams
To give my life rich rewards to reap!
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