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Here Then Gone
I look up at the ceiling and see the shadow of the fan
Then I look to my right and see I'm holding your hand.
How did that happen?
How did you get here?
You were at home the last time I knew.
Suddenly you disappeared.
I move my hand and feel nothing but hot heavy air.
You were just here I can swear to it.
But you disappeared.
Guess you really are there when I need you.
Whether you want to be or not.
