Friends with A Ghost She swept in Cold and pale Gray as tin Whispy and frail She hushed my thoughts Blew in the wind Her hair tied in knots At me she grinned She never whispered a word She was clear Yet, her face was blurred Me, she did not fear That night I remember well That night of which I boast That night of which I barely tell The night I befriended a ghost She sang to me a story A story of grief A story of glory She had to go, for her time was brief She waved farewell As the wind took her away That beautiful, gastly belle It wasn't 'till then, I wished she would stay That was the night The night I remember most If I remember right That was the night I befriended a ghost
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