RE: Murky Ghosts

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Murky Ghosts

in poetry •  6 years ago 

I leave you with your same breath:
as moisture from your body evaporated.
I leave you with vigil and with sleep,
and in your most faithful memory I already erase.
And in your memory I become like those
that were not born in plains or in groves.

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