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Echo fell in love with the handsome narcissus It was the nearest to perfection
"Is anyone here?" "Here here" "Come, come, I will beg you." I give you power over me
And that remains her fate, always her voice echoes Still repeating only what others have said
( Narcissus, we both are ugly )
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