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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Ghost
Stubborn, but still a shadow
So still cold.
Face, self, shade, breath –
Fade with my delirious dream
But never gone
For good.
Better to be misunderstood
Than stand
One foot
In a grave
Mistake.
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