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"I see you"
my sister whispered in awe.
I reached out to touch her-
my hand went right through.
I opened my mouth-
but could not speak.

Her eyes are like a doe's,
she reaches out to me-
I feel her hand-
and disappear.
Never to see
a living soul
again.

"I'll meet you there"
my sister whispered,
white light rushing in.
and I'm still watching,
waiting.
I am her guardian.



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