I heard a girl
no, a woman perhaps
she was crying.
I approached her
but she can't hear me
i touched her but she can't feel me.
The woman is sleeping
crying in her sleep
and the night is somber.
I hug her and she stops crying
and I'm feeling myself being dissolved to her body.
I am her lost spirit
I am, I think.
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 2:03 AM UTC
I heard a girl
no, a woman perhaps
she was crying.
I approached her
but she can't hear me
i touched her but she can't feel me.
The woman is sleeping
crying in her sleep
and the night is somber.
I hug her and she stops crying
and I'm feeling myself being dissolved to her body.
I am her lost spirit
I am, I think.
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