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Sep 2016
Remembering a ghost.
A shadow waits in a room now.
While the hollow body walks.
But the body and the shadow,
Remember a ghost they'd rather be.
He died and they're the leftovers.
That ghost really lived.
Frank Key
Written by
Frank Key  San Antonio
(San Antonio)   
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