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I guess you weren't as ghostly as I thought you'd be.
Because I haven't seen your eyes wandering around.
Or perhaps it was just the mist.
Clogging my intercepting mind.

I guess you weren't as close as you seem to be.
For minutes and years,
Your breaths were calculating its' speed.
Mocking my sanity.

Maybe I was deceived by the linen skies.
To believe everything inside my mind.