The ghosts of not repentant souls

Wander in the quiet woods at night.

Only chilling cries of owls

Cause the lightest fright.

Flying Dutchman frightens seamen,

Its sight is a portent of doom.

John Leyden told it

Sinful souls went to gloom.

Ghosts dwell in the hills.

Climbers know a ghost can kill.

To some, they help to cross the river,

But seeing...

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Watching the leaves fall

Standing so tall

Waiting at the window

I still wonder

It wasn't long ago

I can still see us

Haunting shadows in the dusk

Running, fighting, climbing

Making footprints in the snow

Your furry figure lingers at the edges of my mind

Gone but not forgotten

Your smile runs to hide

Sunny days fade away

As your ghost lies still

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