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He Follows
It's because He follows so closely
that I can taste Him...
I can feel Him always around me
Perhaps a stalker of sorts
or perhaps a guardian
To not see or touch
is to question validity
the colonized ant can't look back
can't see if it's real
it can only rely on the feeling of presence
the gut-wrenching torment of insecurity
To believe in that which is unknown
Is to question tangible reality
Perhaps a lover to save
Perhaps a killer depraved
To not feel is to not believe
Yet, given the right assurance...
He becomes real.
