He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts
He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts
Of course they had more chains on him than Scrooge saw on Marley's ghost, but he could have kicked up dickens if he'd wanted. That's a pun, son.
...Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.
...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.
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