Bruit Poem by Justin Reamer

Bruit



When I shout in the mountains,
I hear my echo,
And it speaks to me,
Letting me know that he
Is here with me,
As a sort of doppelganger would,
Making me feel comfort and safety.

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Justin Reamer

Justin Reamer

Holland, Michigan
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