Tuesday, 18 February 2014

Echoes of the Past

She runs back to the past,
But the towers are crumbling,
The memories,
They fade fast,
Every step turns to mist,
Every breath gone in the wind,
The ground beneath,
Where has it gone?
The bluebird's song?
Only the echoes stay on.

~Rei Shiori

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