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Ghost
You disappeared without a trace.
For years I didn’t see your face.
I believed the lies,
that you died.
Maybe you did,
on the inside.
Your essence never went away.
Behind me, beside me, within me
night and day.
You haunt me.
That’s the way I want it to be.
Love is a mystery.
Tuesday 7th January 2020 1:58 pm
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