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Personal Ghosts

Personal ghosts I don’t believe in ghost because it doesn’t make sense so, my logical brain tells me, but then what value my logic? There are times when a shadow crosses my room but when I turn to see what it is it is gone. A friend of mine said if there is a ghost, the Fantasma doesn’t it is a Fantasma, but it is a residue of the past that has yet to be erased into the forever. This is good enough for me, but I once saw Neptune he had a wig of seagrass and big crabs in his pubic hairs, but that was long ago, and I was young and easily impressed.

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