Back In Time
As I travel
back in time
to where
it all began
I hear
People talking
of a ghostly figure
right near
where I am
I turn around
to see
but all there is, is me
Then someone
walks straight
Through me
and says
Someones
watching over me
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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