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Ghost
She ran through the streets
in the darkness of night,
seeing the ghost of her past.
She returned her gaze
to where she had come from,
but she felt compelled
to return to the past,
hoping that this time things would be different.
in the darkness of night,
seeing the ghost of her past.
She returned her gaze
to where she had come from,
but she felt compelled
to return to the past,
hoping that this time things would be different.
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