Other Side of the Veil

She can see him, there
Just out of reach
Just out of sight:
A final malice,
Her will so to leech.

She can see him, there,
Other side of the veil,
Other side of the cloth:
A final torture,
Because of her fail.

She can see him, there,
A metre away,
A mile from her:
One final lament,
And her debt now to pay.

The End

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