Poetry · Writing

life of echo

practice makes perfect

perfect is how i see you

you are part of a dream i live

live on a mountain with only your echo

echo the night where you taught me how to live

live to see the beauty of you

you are the beauty i watch so perfect

perfect how i feel when we practice

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