There are ghosts on my back
Flitting off and on
They are never unnoticed, never unobserved
They are the loved ones
Hated ones
Eaten ones
Ones still living
We all live with ghosts on are backs
Do you connect with them? Or do they weigh unbearably upon your back
Upon your soul?
The Goddess can release their weight, make them bearable
Enjoyable
Part of the whole you
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