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ghosts.
Category: Poems
late night shadow, your cold skin, the street light glow, the way we've always been.
will i ever see you again? when we finally retreat home, will i see you then? forever i will roam, until i find you again.
below or above is the question. rhetorically, would you? maybe you're heavens obsession. you're mine, too.
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