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his spirit

His spirit lingers in the class
the memories echo off the glass
pain haunts the room
yet the sense is not of doom
the sadness is of dust so fine
reflected only in his spirit's shine
death traps those who enter
but his spirit provides a center
his passing forever marks that place
yet it is his spirit that takes up space



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