a ghost form

mind body spirit soul

hunger fire tears.

inside pressing

pressing exploring the interior of the 


of her new found form.



convex indentations


poking prodding

beneath the surface

to surface

and breathe anew

a what you say?

some being within


but for heartbeats

and tears

long not forgotten.

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