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kallia-goldenwings

Published: Nov 1, 2011

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In my head
Always there
Lingering
Whispering
In my dreams
All around me
Some would want
Them to go away
Some would not
Understand
To me they were
My friends
I was not reluctant
To do as any other
Would do
I would listen
I would speak
I commute
With them
Some would say
I was crazy
How could I do
What they would
Ask of me
I could not forget
What was always
There in my head
Not of this earth
But this earth
Was once home
All they wanted
Was to know
That the ones they
Love would understand
For the dead are part of me
Live with me
As I pass the message

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