The Echo Returns Naught - Mar 16
Shouting across the void, I’ve begged for you;
I’ve heard my straining voice fall lost to the
Abyss between us two; Ignoring my plea,
The echo returned not, no answer due.
Peering into the gulf—oh! what a view—
Reflection there was none, no none to see;
Heeding thus firstly your true nihility,
The echo unreturning, I turned from you.
The echo returns not and neither I.
Forging my faith on solid ground, on earth,
I abandon your illusory hope—
And doing so I leave a dry well dry.
Away with all your falsly minted mirth,
With the true love of my life I elope.
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