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A Poem: The Haunt 

I took my brother to the mountain.
I took him to the sea.
I took him to the city.
I’ll take him everywhere.
I will take him from the deserts of Afghanistan
   and show him green Ireland.
I’ll show him the biggest, oldest trees
and the temples and the fish markets
and the spices in the market places.
We will eat sushi in Japan like we promised.
And I will ride trains and drink whiskey.
I will be brave for him.
I only seem to be alone.
But I’m haunted by a ghost I won’t let go.
And a few that won’t let go of me.
I plan to keep them all.

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