Ghost

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Your feet touch the cold paved floor,

tracing the patterns you walked the night before,

In the dark, you are dreaming

You do not care to wake

from your seemingly trance-like state.

You stand alone,

invisible like a ghost,

you continue to walk blindly.

Time is only a concept invented by the mind.

You stand alone,

invisible like a ghost.

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