ECHOES

A memory, suspended —
waiting for the right moment
to return.

You didn’t imagine it.
You felt it.

Now you’ll remember why.


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this is not a pitch.
this is a transmission.

what you felt was real.
let it stay that way.

if it feels right
[support the signal]

>this is an original work.
>replication or misuse will not carry.