does it always take
the energy or essence or soul
or whatever you want to call it
of a person
to linger in a corner of the ceiling
and look down on a memorial
to it's earthly time
to have affirmed for it's own sense
of establishing peace for itself
the friends and colleagues
left behind
to see just how much
that entity meant
to so many people?
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