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Dec 2020
The ghost appears once a day,
it happens when i’m alone
same ghost,
yet every time they seem to shrink

I can’t explain it
but when they visit I feel free

Yesterday they were so small
I barely knew they were there

Today there’s no sign
yet I don’t feel so alone,
but I do wonder
did I do something wrong?
Written by
Poppy  24/F/England
(24/F/England)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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