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Good and Bad ghosts
We often hope such creatures don't exist, so we turn our head away from such lectures of religion and experience. ,,Mum, what happens when no one is around? How do people feel? What do they do? They can't play alone." The most parents would say: ,,God is there" But when someone is signing their card infront of the door, but then lost it and can't get in, they lost it. They'll sleep infront of the door. But when people would make fun of them, scream at them or cry at them, they were emotional. They'll eat it away with some oat bowles. Because even the little lick off the spoon, hurts the mouth area. Every little speak, hurts the outer lips. Every reaction, hurts the eyes. Every Sport, hurts the ankels. Every kiss, hurts the skin. So when they sit beneath the table. And choose to sit down on a little chair. And there is no person to may think it's exhausting. Which is, Just stands there. But doesn't Stare at you. And isn't really there. And doesn't talk. Which makes you think, what hurts. Who you can offer your soup you tried to make with hurting hands.
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