It's the fine details of your smile
time passes
it's the fine details in your features
and vision fades
it's the warm timbre of your voice
and hearing dims
it's the harsh caress of your hands
the lines deepen
it's the hidden meaning in your words
and time again distorts
it's the message behind what's spoken
and the unspoken can only be guessed at
it's the after image of your presence
unnerving, uncanny
Best forgotten
Are you still living?
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