An uneven sound
the falling of a string
a breeze with a shadow
just echos in the wind
Its calling to me
silent but sure
couldn't make out the meaning
a cat's lonely purr
An illusion to bear
of a memory so deep
the remains of it
in a mountain too steep
The burden of the call
the stinging in my ear
could it be?
that its still near.
too scared to bear
the tears rolled down my face
The echos in the wind
made my heart lost its even pace.
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