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Ghosts walking and talking.

First only me and a gentle breeze.

One by one they come walking and talking.

Listening while memories are rekindled.

Heartened to be in their company.

Only for a brief time we all know.

Walking and talking even in the snow.

Heat of the day and cool of the night.

Still a memory returns of their sight.

Advice recalled when long brushed-off.

Knowing now that they were right.

I walk only at night.

Otherwise likely we would make quite a sight.

Frighten the dogs and scare the cats.

We're really good at that.

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