Ghostly Heart
In shadows deep, a ghostly heart yearns,
For love unspoken, felt but never seen.
A mortal soul, unaware of the burn,
In dreams they wander, where the spirit's keen.
Through whispered winds, the ghost's soft love will turn,
A gentle touch, a presence felt between.
Though eyes are blind to what the heart can know,
In silent nights, their bond begins to grow.
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