December 10, 2010
I see your face
On this blank page.
These words just trace
Before it fades.
Scrawl out in frenzy
Before you disappear.
Write out your last words,
A voice I still hear.
More than just words:
Documentation of you.
How can I know you existed
Without any proof?

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