[it’s where you could find me when you couldn’t find me anywhere else]

Are you real?

There’s a hollow echo of your voice inside my head,
A faint outline of your face,
A dull recollection of your name.

Who are you?
You seem so far away,
So long ago.
Memories of you diminish with every thought
That I began thinking you’re just part of my imagination.

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