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Your voice chimes in my head as I try to leave. You're like a ghost that follows, like a shadow that creeps. Your scent lingers on the cloth of my skin. Your eyes twinkle off glass and steel. Your lips taunt me in every person I kiss. You say I am the one that follows when you are everywhere I am.
— F.F.

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