You'll have time to get reacquainted with your ghost.
The one that haunts you day and night: You'll learn what it wants.
Maybe you'll learn not to shudder when it tries to hold you.
I'll hear it in your voice.
I'll hear your acceptance of the dark, your new comfort in being plagued.
And I won't cry, because I'll be too busy staring at my own ghost, reminding it and myself that it can't hurt me, and I can't hurt it.
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