Echoes of the past
Reverberate around my mind
Sometimes they are so clear
I swear they are real
The things that happened
The things that I did
The echoes try to fool me
They try to confuse
Echoes are just echoes
A reminder of events long past
The past it shapes me
But it does not define me
Supermassive black hole poetry.
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Pen to paper
reconstruction + emotional health
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unhiddenlight 
Very interesting.