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Neila, listen, I know you are still in my
heart.
I still feel you there, and your visage is still clear.
You still
appear unexpectedly,
and your uncompromising confrontation with
life
still moves me.
Know this, the bright flame of you life will always
guide me
Ever the realist, You will taut,
"Come on, Kendall,
I am
gone."
You know better than that."
And I will answer, "But what you would have done comes to me.
You said you would haunt me and there you
are.
You will not disappear as long as I live. |