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Visiting ghosts

by: Sarah

A stranger appears
In the mist
This; figure I know
as he sits
Through the dark and all the gray
Making out his bearded face
Jacket torn, hat so
worn
The way he moved I could have sworn
Frozen in time
I could not speak
Looking at you some how makes me weak
You fade away into the night
My body rests
as I lye

Sarah
I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. That patience pays in the end, and that love will always overcome the darkest of days.

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