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Feb 2019
As Lizzie and I
Walk down an autumn trail
I hear a female voice
But both of us are quite
I turn around
And I see a young woman
In a karate uniform
She was a a black belt
Though I can see through her
She stops talking
Begging for her
Monk lover
She weeps and sobbs.
I tell Liz that I just saw
A ghost.
Soon the young woman
Disappeared
But the trailer echoes
Her cries, sobs and weeping.
Liz and I walk
Quickly
To the safety of the car.
Toxic yeti
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Toxic yeti  29/F/Almonte
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