Dance of ghosts

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Silver moonlight.
No stars to be seen in the sky.
You're taken by a stream of souls.
Relieved.
Flying high.

And you're joining the never ending dance of ghosts.
You join their movements.
Like water, so fluently.
In harmony.

Where is the border between life and death?
It's never gonna be visible,
It's indistinguishable
In the never-ending flow of water.

And you join their ranks in the dance of ghosts,
Slowly turning to silver moon light.
Running like a water stream through the night.
Silently.
In harmony.

A waterdrop like silver moonlight.
A quiet place, graceful in the night.
A dance, but no song.
Movement forever.
Dancing in unison where you belong.

What is one drop of water
Against a sea of tears?
It drowns and gets lost in them.
Indistinguishable.
Irretrievable.
Invisible.

And just like that you've joined the dance of ghosts.
You move in unison.
Like water flowing down a mountain.
You've found your place.
You've found a reason.
An endless phase
Of harmony.


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