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Ghostly Quiet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was ghostly

quiet, not a

living soul around.

No one to

hear my cries.

If I should

die not to

be found.

 

There was only

silence, I felt

so scared and alone.

To pass away

and it not

to be known.

 

I clasped my

cross tight in

my hand.

I praye...

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