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Sep 2013
there is a constant fear,
as my eyes glance over anything
i read through a glowing screen,
telling me that somethings wrong,
that i could wake up the next day,
or get a phone call the same night
just to find out,
that i will suddenly be haunted by a pale ghost of a girl,
that i once called my friend.
karuna
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karuna
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   --- and Emily Tyler
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