Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Friday, March 24, 2017
The echo
The echo answers her voice
with jokes of his own, tinted with pleased laughter
it is funny the room is full of answers
but the echo finds his voice regardless.
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