Echo

Not

Hm hm, too many people during the day,

the day's too crowded so stay up,

stay up and hang out at night

 

Ah ha, this street is pretty nice

aaaah, sighing alone now,

but that's allllright, right?

 

Boo hoo, I wonder if they'll agree,

whoo whoo whoever is crying a few roads away from me

 

I'll weep for you too, like kindred echo

echo, echo?

or I could just be hearing echoes of my own cries

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  • Published: October 7th, 2026 18:33
  • Category: Unclassified
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