Grammar period

I seep through skin; like whispers and ghosts. My words, soft spoken, as dreams haunt pasts. I pass through lips; seamlessly, with silk sheets. My flow, the projections that thread together old ties
I contain much more than the breeze against a cheek; the least of me does so with ease. These sighs breathe a soul's kiss..hushed and floating through; like whispers and ghosts.
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