Ghost Of You

I keep seeing ghost of you,
Everywhere I turn–
Part of me hates it,
Part wishes I would learn.

They’re just faces in the crowd
That pass themselves as you–
They fade again, quick as that,
As soon as they pass from view.

I keep seeing ghosts of you,
I wish that I would learn–
You’re gone for good, beloved,
No matter where I turn.

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