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She seeks to know me,
questions aimed veil judgements,
echoes open, traveling
across hallways that do not end.

She seeks to know me,
her voice recedes and fades
into the crowd, closing in
like water filling my lungs.

She seeks to know me
through a gap in a dream,
with cold hungry fingers
through my body, in to my soul.

She seeks to know me
and finds dead spaces
in my heart, my heart
places where she once lived
and lost like tears in rain.