Flickering

Ghosts dance in flickering candlelight
just beyond the edge of sight
the echoes of silence their haunted song
to which world do we really belong?

If you see it with your eyes closed
it isn’t really there
I learned that as a child
now I’m not sure I care
which version of reality
lays its claim on me

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