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Dec 2018
If I saw you,
you’d be gone just as quickly as you had appeared.
In the blink of an eye,
as if you were a ghost,
teetering on the realm of physical,
breezing by with your presence,
only for it to be felt for a moment,
if that.
Enough time for it to barely register,
and safely return to a state of uncertainty.
Shel
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