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Echo of Your Voice
I hear the echo of your voice.
It stills me in the night.
And the timbre of it stays with me
longer than your sight.
It repeats the words you once said
and bounces off the wall.
And word for word I marvel
that I still remember them all.
poem
by
Edwina Reizer
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