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(Lesson) The Ghost

Cold glazed eyes looking into nothingness
A lifeless soul floating past
No begining, no ending, wandering in wilderness
Real as life, clear as glass

Moving though the forest trees
Skin as pale as the winter moon
Blade in my hand, I take my swipe
I'll be meeting with her soon




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