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but i've felt the ghost of you here,
flickering in shadow and the darkness;
beyond the reach of eldritch tv light.
i think of you so close while i sit out in the rain,
but when i come back into the warmth of the room;
i find it empty, always empty.
you were a dream after all.
just a dream.