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Ghost Story

Ghost Story

 Ghost Story

Where are we going after we’re gone?

       
Lost is the feeling that once burned strong

Can’t seem to recall how we got here

What will happen when we disappear?

Time is a wasting on our little game

Like a candle running out of flame

Players performing without a stage

Scraps of memory on a faded page

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