One loves only ghost,
So that ****** said
she left their children
to meet with her love
He left early one morning
to cross th'border for a job

In a letter written
With pen and paper
he told her so

with two children.
Hungry without food
The kids with grandparents
      she was on the run
After her ghost

I met her in a brothel
with sadenned voice
As she put on her dress
       It is a ghost
whom you just ******
Nothing ..........
I say or seem
Has reality but
In a dream