The ghosts that exert the most power in people__ lives-at least, the people I know__end to be of their own making, and consist of equal parts regret and old fears and just plain missing somebody.
Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook,The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.
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Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook,The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.
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