I hear the breath of ghosts

Hiding behind the wind

Like an icy choir exhaling

A promise to rescind



I hear the breath of ghosts

Escaping from their lungs

Calling forth the names of those

That took away their tongues



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A temporary permanence

A fortress of onionskin

With motives so transparent

With no means to an end



I feel the breath of ghosts

Like fingers on my skin

Tracing senseless patterns

Revealing nothing in the end



I hear the breath of ghosts

Whisper in my ear

With every drooling syllable

It preys upon my fear



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I hear the breath of ghosts

Blowing through the trees

Hissing out a warning

Awash with its disease



I hear the breath of ghosts

Slowly fade away

With ever decreasing frequency

As colors change to gray



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