Soft as an echo, I feel I am fading— Fading until I am gone. Still I remain. I am listening and waiting— Waiting for you to go on. Once more, once more. Tell me my story once more. Swiftly repeat it before I’m forgotten— Pleading, O tell me, once more.
-Traci Chee
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