Free Verse Poem: {Erased}

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(Version 2)

I'd rather not know.
I'd rather cling to the past:
to your feathery touch
and to your every smile and lie,
to how your skin felt
on mine

because I know
her touch lingers longer than mine,

because I know
she'll leave no trace of me behind

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