It needs to be said

[bandaidtheheart]

Sometimes,
I feel a touch (on my shoulder, in my ear, beneath my feet)
as gentle as a breeze
To a faceless figure

Sometimes,
I see the flicker of an image one my mind knows is real
To an aura that makes its heart known.

These healing hands coupled with these lightless eyes not just knows, but feels, but is.
it passes as quick as it comes and in those moments I remember how blessed I am
to be alive,
to be able to live,
to be able

Here's to all the anniversaries of the souls that have passed away. And to those who have recently left this world. You guys will never be forgotten.

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