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TESTIFY

By Audrey Waterhouse

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I've been ghost hunting your French exit.

And I don't swear on bibles anymore

But I talk about you like my memory’s on trial.

Right hand on a stack of horror DVDs.

Left hand to the sky.

It felt like a haunting when you left

And didn't say goodbye.


 
 

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