A ghost has entered me
Moments before I began to write
This and in the writing writes
Written words written wrong
Written blank and not in song
Stretching brain my mind it longs
To write the written words writ right
Writ strong and posed of hand woven light
But it hurts to write
Hurts to write
My thoughts so tight
So written wronged writing
Might be written wrong after all
For this ghost within is my future me
Coming to haunt what written to call
My me to be the writing dream
Unawakened and withdrawn
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