A song drifts
through my head,
and from the mental echo
of her voice,
singing about shattering loss,
from that shadow of sound,
alone,
I shiver,
my skin erupts
with goosebumps,
and my eyes
fill.
I defy
any brain scientist
to ever explain it.
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