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Abby carries her mirage:

the invisible weight of 

the clock

weighing down

the gaze 

of

the second hand

circling 'round her

a sense of 

longing 

and

sadness 

and

missing

-ness

the

____ 

that wasn't

the ghost

of the

___________

still lingers

beyond

the field of

vision

the edge of

memory

(intentional)

the grasp of 

repression

not

the distance between

life

and

death

but

between

being 

and

non-being