Echo

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In the space between heartbeats
I feel the echo
A moment of time and space
Where just a shadow of me exists
In your presence, the echo
Is absorbed
Life abounds, overflows, fulfills

And you are gone
Empty hands, bewilderment
Reality says you were never here
In the silence, the echo
Reverberates
I am afraid, someday
I will only hear the echo

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