V. Closer
Spirits of my past
Cast away these doubts.
Shadows all around
Mystifying these routes.
Unsure where to go;
Until you hold my hands.
Warm yet transparent,
Alive in spirit—
Dead in flesh.
No matter what form
I wish to stay close.
Glaze over my eyes at times,
The closer you got to me—
The tougher you were to see.
Not anymore.
You'll always be special to me
Now till the end.
Let's go
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