Traces of a Time

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Walking down the hallway
Out of the corner of my eye
The ghost of you doth walk
Deep in the corners of my mind
Passing through my daily grind
The ghost of you doth walk
Forgetting will not happen
Memories forever burned
The ghost of you doth walk
Stronger though are not
Benign their power
The ghost of you doth walk
Violent is my struggle
Capsize not the ship
The ghost of you doth walk

 



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