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Ancestral
Am I to speak for your past?
May I?
Should I intrude?
For I am the spectre of your years: I was there beside you
In your cot and at your play
Now
I am all that is left
I am the breath of your childhood
I am the oxygen of your life
There is no limit to my presence in your life
...
Monday 13th November 2017 11:10 pm
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