Ghosts

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Ghosts;

Walking through the rooms

Of an empty house.

Seeking the past.

 

Their silent breathing,

No more than dust motes

Floating in afternoon sunlight.

 

Their shadows,

Moving in the no wind.

Old footprints appearing in the dust,

And going nowhere.

Nowhere,

Now.

 

The ghosts of past happiness.

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