Drabble #46 His Spirit

A ghost of a man travels through my mind. He shares a verse in a quiet voice. He looks at me with a curious eye. At times he seems sacred or even divine. But when you listen and close you eyes, you see a man that has a mind. One that’s clear and concise. A gentle man just full of life.

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