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I Express Myself Through Writing

I know he is here, but why can't I see him...
I know he is near, but why can't I feel him...
He whispers to me so quietly, I can't even hear him...
His spirit continues to haunt me, as I sit here in wonder.
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therighttothink50 · 56-60, M
Feeling somebody's soul from so far away,
A connection so clear but it seems to have gently faded away,

Time takes its toll on people who seem to never forget,
Another soul we feel we owe a priceless huge debt,

Why does time and distance give pain to those who genuinely feel,
Who need to be real, to be understood, to be loved and just want to heal,

Down on my knees praying one day she will remember and call,
Once again give me some peace and help stop my fall,

Tomorrow is forever and hope never dies,
To all of us who can remember those who made us feel whole and even wise....