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Dec 2014
You
Sometimes I'll sit in a chair
or walk through a room
that you've also sat in
or walked through
just because the idea that
the ghost of your presence
is sharing a space with the reality of mine
sets me free and captivates me
all at the same time.
Joey
Written by
Joey  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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