an echo on the hill
a mirage of yearning
fruition of will
a soul, discerning
an intangible dream
a wisp of a cloud
grasping a gleam
of consciousness, in shroud
a fragment of thought
a spark of flame
the corporeal sought
a form, and name
a droplet of musing
an idea of reflect
the concept, amusing
yet remains, disconnect
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