Ghost Songs
Listening to ghost songs
standing in the twilight fog
grey mist spreading in the blood
enwrapped in silence
standing in the twilight fog
drawn by a wraithly refrain
enwrapped in silence
contemplating the other
drawn by a wraithly refrain
grey mist spreading in the blood
contemplating the other
listening to ghost songs.
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