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UnInViTeD
The white ghosts came again last night, they come in threes, buzz buzz like bees, they stayed awhile, kind of hung around, just hovering there, feet off the ground. Not sure what time they went away but gone they were before light of day. They'llĀ return of course, they always do and that's just fine though I'll tell you true ...it's the black ghosts that I'm scared of...
Marion Price(2020)
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Marion,Ā like this.Ā Had to read it several times to get the full feeling and I think meanings from it but it was a good read.
Ah Randal...no wonder you had trouble understanding...Cherie has just pointed out I wrote sacred instead of scared...lol...it might make a bit more sense now. Thankyou ?