Resonant Echo
Examine eventuality
Even echoes etch
Eep edified
So given time and space
In their entirety
One would have no exit, nowhere else to go
There would be no entrance, you are already home
The key is shaping that which you have
Into that which you have always loved
And since, at angles, it must have always been
The shaping is of your own perspective
When the frequencies are precise
The chords will echo and strings will hum
Effortlessly life will have become
Eep
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