Ghost Buster, by George Chow
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Ghost multiplies as to balance the universe.
For there is no such thing is allowed,
when there is one with high spirit and
another one is painful dieing.
A day without comfort,
Its when Ghosts multiplies for their secrets.
You might realize its an illusion.
You might find you lost.
Then take a look at the world.
You are not alone when the Ghost become you.
And one day a Kid crying..
I see you.
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Posted: 2017-04-09 06:49:07 UTC |
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