Art Echos Through Time

Clint Haugen
Jun 26, 2022
1 min read

Hello from the past

Say’s the echo

A fading voice

A passing moment

Hello

From the past

Anything you read

It was written in the echo

But

there is something about reading

That makes us question whether time moves forward at all

There is something about art

That can make it timeless.

-C.H.

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