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Mar 2020
He walks back in forth in my heart like a specter
Quietly haunting neglected halls of affection
I see him in a mirror and he is gone
I see him in shadows then he disappears
He’s haunting me
Grace E
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Grace E  28/F/Probably a coffee shop
(28/F/Probably a coffee shop)   
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