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Ghosts In Yakima

Ghosts in Yakima Walking along a graveyard Looking for my father’s grave Seeing all the gravestones I begin to sense the spirits Of the restless dead They linger around the graveyards Waiting for visitors Eager to talk to anyone Who cares to stop And chat So lonely being a ghost With no one to haunt

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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