Circadian Verse


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Faraway Ghosts

But the chances have been there
The world in what you believe is plastic
It doesn't ching and ring when you flick it with your finger
It's just a hollow sound of faraway ghosts you believe to be real, near

A world you find yourself in
Lost in its short life of usefulness and practicality
A world shallow to be punched through
By persons who look for length

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