Now!
he sees her
in his rear view mirror
a someone
who has just
come along to take a ride
like a ghost
that suddenly appears
and is gone
before you can blink
your eyes
as a wind
that passes by
without touching you
like lightning flashing
from the sky
with no one in mind
no intended target
it only strikes
what gets in its way
he sees her
peeping through
the cracks in the wall
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