[ .in.living.echoes. ]
somehow all I hear, are sounds in living echoes, hearing distant chimes, down the silent sleeping street, thinking of you on foot, eloquent so delicate, missing each footprint you leave.
© Bryan McLean June 27, 2010
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somehow all I hear, are sounds in living echoes, hearing distant chimes, down the silent sleeping street, thinking of you on foot, eloquent so delicate, missing each footprint you leave.
© Bryan McLean June 27, 2010
094/100:2
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