You came to me, a ghost in my dreams and yet you felt all too real.
The flesh and blood body which you once inhabited appeared so life-like, but only a fool would believe such to still be true.
In the past, I would have given almost anything to know what lurks just beyond, to grasp the mechanics.
Now, I couldn’t care less.
The very prospect of a surprising end is far more appealing than one that is predetermined.
You came to me, a ghost in my dreams and yet you were nothing like your once breathing counterpart.
Where is it that you have gone?
The ground will open up and shallow us all whole someday.
Where is it that you have gone and am I destined to join you?
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