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GHOST TOUCH

Tonight outside my window
I see and nothing
has been less whole.

Like fallen ash
she touches me
and I’m closer to the
wall.

Later, while walking, I
try not to remind
myself that I have
seen her picture in
a dead man’s
room.

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