A tiny pin point of light
Caught in the vacuum of darkness
Behind closed eyes
Projected on the veil of separation
Followed, impregnated by imagination
Morphs into a slide-show
Of unknown faces
Human, alien, and demon
Smiling, scowling, silent, howling
I stand fascinated, no longer afraid
I can make myself believe
They are ghosts, spirits, essence manifested in
Bright white light, a photographic negative
Revealing themselves for some reason
They refuse to share
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