Ghosts of the past

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Oh the ghosts
Of the past
Will you not let me be
Who I am meant to be
But yet again
You haunt me
My mine
My body and soul
As I tried to sleep
The nightmares never more!
Oh the ghosts of the past
Have a different haunt
For everyone
~petals

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