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Feb 2013
She sneaks in undetected,
turns off the light
and turns on the lamps;
then like a ghost she is gone.

My sanity is fleeting with every flicker.
Questioning myself,
once, twice.
What ghost was here?
Michele Sarah-Rose Jones
Written by
Michele Sarah-Rose Jones  Manly, Sydney, Australia
(Manly, Sydney, Australia)   
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