Haunted
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Daniel Brick
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Why do other words crumble
after I say your name?
What is this salt
that fills my eyes
when I close them
to draw your smile closer?
What good is remembering
if you can no longer play
your role in the flesh?
I was the one Fate chose
to stay alive: to speak your name
at night, to show your smile
to the sun, to wait for you
to sing a song neither of us knows,
to embrace a figure of air shaped like you.
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