TwentyThree

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I remember when you drove off

 

I stared at your license plate

 

And remember the number

 

Twenty three

 

As you sped off

 

I sat down

 

Then your ghost

 

Sat next to me

 

I was staring at it

 

And wondered what it wanted

 

As I remember ghosts are

 

Part of memories

 

It touched my hand

 

And look me in the eyes

 

And started replaying

 

Our history

 

I laughed

 

And I cried

 

And felt my heart

 

Become free

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