Sunday, 16 July 2017
Searching for the ghost
Was searching for the ghost
Though I never knew
A memory, forgotten past
The fading tale of you
Was dreamlike then
Not lucid, blurred
Like shadow in the rain
Finally I woke myself
Found place rather than train
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