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At times I glimpse you in the crowds Vanishing as a ghost - I feel you whispering night to me. I taste you in secret places While waking into dreams that are not dreams - And then Spectral screams Cut short Locked away In the crumpled silences of paper.
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Nov 8, 2009
Nov 8, 2009 at 8:23 PM UTC
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At times I glimpse you in the crowds Vanishing as a ghost - I feel you whispering night to me. I taste you in secret places While waking into dreams that are not dreams - And then Spectral screams Cut short Locked away In the crumpled silences of paper.
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kris-j
Canadian
Nov 8, 2009
Nov 8, 2009 at 8:23 PM UTC
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