Poem: Ghostly Encounters
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Ghostly Encounters I’m dying, I know that, Yet my mind does not believe it. I live every day, Moving closer and closer, To my loved ones. I’m a haunting experience, A daunting experience, A thrill seekers paradise. I’m pale and blue, But not quite as free as the ocean or the sky. Although I do sway like the waves, From side to side. I have been called a ghost, Yet I am alive.