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I dream of never being perceived having the world never see me again I’ll take up no space just pass through bookshelves and give the occasional shiver just to prove that I still can I want to be haunting just in the back of the library a legend people tell but can never quite prove pure speculation I want to be a ghost so no one can really look at me living only in thoughts and conversations but never on my own
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 3:20 AM UTC
want to be a ghost
I dream of never being perceived having the world never see me again I’ll take up no space just pass through bookshelves and give the occasional shiver just to prove that I still can I want to be haunting just in the back of the library a legend people tell but can never quite prove pure speculation I want to be a ghost so no one can really look at me living only in thoughts and conversations but never on my own
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 3:20 AM UTC
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