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To Be a Ghost
A ghost
To be a ghost
That’s what I’ve always wanted
Invisible
To the eye
With only ephemeral moments of presence
Feared
Yet respected
By those knowing of my existence
Able
To project
My will upon my dominion
But a phantom
Is confined
To the place that which it haunts
Not free of
But imprisoned by
The moments and places from life
Death
Cannot take
All memory from the mortal coil
Perhaps
To be a ghost
Is not all it’s cracked up to be
To be a ghost
That’s what I’ve always wanted
Invisible
To the eye
With only ephemeral moments of presence
Feared
Yet respected
By those knowing of my existence
Able
To project
My will upon my dominion
But a phantom
Is confined
To the place that which it haunts
Not free of
But imprisoned by
The moments and places from life
Death
Cannot take
All memory from the mortal coil
Perhaps
To be a ghost
Is not all it’s cracked up to be
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