I wanted to haunt you
Imagine you seeking my face in a sea of people,
Or glimpsing the sheen of hair as I turn a corner
But the sad inevitability of ghosts
Is they’ll all be forgotten with time
I wanted to haunt you
Imagine you seeking my face in a sea of people,
Or glimpsing the sheen of hair as I turn a corner
But the sad inevitability of ghosts
Is they’ll all be forgotten with time
The Healing Silence of Art Museums
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