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October 2009 
Presence
Posted on Jun 30th, 2008
by 
Kathryn
Kathryn
Presence
I hear your voice from a distance.
I still feel your breath on my neck.
I see where you have been in my home.
You flicker through my vision when I pass.
You stand sentry at my front door.
Items go missing only to be found where nothing ever was.
Jewelry falls from the ceiling in a lonely house.
Batteries drain and power is fickle when you are near.
Pops, bangs, footsteps and taps herald your arrival.
Dogs avoid you as they cannot understand.
I have known you from my crib,
Yet still I do not know your name.
Will you stay with me, a Guardian Angel perhaps?
Or must you stay on in this haunted abode?
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