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Nov 2019
Looking in the bathroom mirror
I talk to living ghosts
relics of today
that haunt my searching eyes
gazing back
a talking girl
with ears for words unheard
playing out
what could be said
if perfect
when called
if moments
when needed
if words
could travel
through time

water runs
hands dry
lights off
on another
lonely conversation
Written by
       kevin, Faizel Farzee, ---, --- and Jamadhi Verse
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