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Peripheral Vision

Your presence hovers
at the edge of my consciousness.
Haunting my being like a shadow.
A ghost,
whispering the secrets of my soul.
Here, and yet, not.
Awareness prickling,
the proof of your existance.

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About Hawksword

Reluctant writer, word dabbler...tea maker, coffee drinker, rum imbiber, chocolate eater.

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