A house by the sea,
full of one ghost.
She lives with me,
my gaunt, tired ghost.
I see her during the day,
I see her during the night,
she lives with me,
for I am this very ghost.
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A house by the sea,
full of one ghost.
She lives with me,
my gaunt, tired ghost.
I see her during the day,
I see her during the night,
she lives with me,
for I am this very ghost.