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I have a ghost
it follows me everywhere I go
clings to me like a shadow

most days I can forget it is there
but at night, I can feel it stare
and I wonder why it is there

it knows me like a friend
it smiles but never pretends
I know it will be there till my end

it likes to haunt my dreams
never nice when it tells me things
so I wonder what this means

I have a ghost
it is everywhere I go
but I know it is my own shadow

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