Ghost in the reflection
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An unknown voice drips thoughts in my mind, as they reassure me "there is no time". Unsettled but looking out the window I see the moon, and step up my darkened stairwell in to an empty old room.. Closing the door I then lay down on the cold surface of finished lumber. I know that I am dead deep down and whisper "It will be okay".
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