Ghost Stories

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     To my new friend, you will be missed. I hope your journey is safe and I wish you the best. Thank you for letting me open up, I don't do it often.
     This is for you, and I hope one day you'll read this to know how much just talking to me meant.

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Sitting in the automobile
Telling how we feel
Rain drops on the top of the roof
Chills down our spines
At the ghost stories we told
My mind it thought to hold
But I let it run away
Passionately spoken
My heart happiness unbroken
Accented voice
Tells the choice
Of all the things we have seen and done
Distant land
Holding hand
Glasses rest upon the side
I will not hide
As the miles count down
I grow a frown
I realize this is the last
Of all the past
The day I open
I had hope in
You'll be returning
And I will be yearning
To talk once more
Within the core

Who you were to me
Is someone so quickly new
But I wish of you
To stay awhile
To see that smile
Cultural outreach
Swimming at the beach
Accent with speech
Foreign mind
Oh so kind
I wish the best of you
And hope once more
We can share our ghost stories
And all our glories
Goodbye, newest friend
Let's hope this does not end

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