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May 2020
How do you mourn someone who is still alive?
Some nights I swear I can ******* grief.
Tear stained eyes stare back at my reflection in the mirror.
I wear the ghost of you like a second skin.
Rebecca Shain
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Rebecca Shain  Cape Town, South Africa
(Cape Town, South Africa)   
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