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By david On November 8th, 2007the breath on my neck is not hers
but i wish it was
i can’t say her name
but still it lingers
and my mind wanders back
into traces of old feelings
where her face is faded
and nearly unfamiliar
ghosts of belonging
swirl like a mist
across the water
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