Echoes in the Ether

(written September 2024)

Echoes in the ether, particles of dust,
embers of lines on parchment paper,
we gaze, transfixed at an empty hearth,
hoping the ash will burst into life.
Unable to bid farewell to memories stored in our minds.
Yet, knowing the moment was already lost once the ink had dried.

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