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All whispers and echoes from a past that is gone teem into the sleeper's brain, and he is with them, and part of them.
Daphne du Maurier, Frenchman's Creek

Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.
T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets

Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance. And when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the silence.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline

And now, once again, I bid my hideous progeny go forth and prosper. I have an affection for it, for it was the offspring of happy days, when death and grief were but words, which found no true echo in my heart.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein or the Modern Prometheus

Sweet Dreams & White Stripes, Pomplamoose ft. Sarah Dugas

Shotgun, George Ezra, Pomplamoose ft. dodie

Every Breath & 500 Miles, POMPLAMOOSE ft. KO