Chapter 14: Discovery
[4/16/2022]
Hope, and hope again
I hear through my echo,
Echoing backwards into me.
Our fingers touch, and spark,
As we speak and ponder
What it could mean to be free.
What if all the world were hollow?
What if we broke down into the core?
What if we found there a flower blooming,
Luminous-bright on the inner world’s floor.
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