In her head
lives a memory
of love
who has past
away.
Long, long,
time ago.
She reanimates
this love.
Calling memories,
pictures, feelings
from the back
of her brain,
form subconscious.
She is standing
above the grave,
crying and
hoping for
resurrection.
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