My Ghostly Doppelganger
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In dreams she reaches for me,
She is me and I am her;
We walk a cemetery,
And she leads the way.
We stand at a mossy tomb,
And I see my name engraved;
I am her and she is me,
But which is living.
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November 7, 2015
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Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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