Remixed “The Madman, Parables”

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Her Echoes

She was born
the last daughter,
a fading ruin of
sleep enfolded.
She spoke
into veiled mist
to an echo,
then answered
as the cock awoke.

 

The text of this poem is sourced and remixed from “The Madman: Parables” by Kahil Gibran “The Sleepwalkers”

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