Repeated

December 22, 1997

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This is yet another verse for you, for her, and for me. Everything feels as though it has already been said. There is nothing left to draw from, all has been felt and experience is gained but resented. I touch a spirit from long before and it follows like a shadow, lingering with the light of a candle, dancing. The only answer was to accept, and it came without realization at first, after that is was second nature.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist