and then, no more

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she was never going to leave me,
and i was never going to leave her,
she’s gone now,
and i am too,
lost, i mean,
has anybody seen me?

she wrote me a poem once,
“Ghost dance and I am there,
on the plains, as in my dreams,
as i was,
brown skin in sun,
black hair in wind,
dancing, dancing,
for love,
for joy,
for peace,
for pain and sorrow,
i am alive,
and then, no more. . .”