I Do Not Exist
Chasing snowflakes in summer
Sunshine building sandcastles
In winter walking alone amidst
A crowd of ghosts holding
Hands with non existent
Finger tips writing on mirrors
After cold water showers
Attending my funeral on
My child's birthday
I do not exist..
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