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The Chase


He rides the river wildly

searching for those signs of her.

He hears the echo of the past

screaming madly in the hungry night.


He remembers how she left him,

chanting out his catalog of sins,

while smiling cruelly

through thin red razor lips

and whispering " Find me"

like an ancient magic spell

to launch this game

of cat and mouse,

to sever ties with reason

and send him on this chase

for the ghost that haunts his heart.

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