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See the ghost, See through him
His eyes are just like glass
Thick or thin
Big or small
He's there and not at all

See the ghost, See through him
You think he's here to haunt
But maybe he just wants to talk
Think of all the things he's seen
He's there and not at all

See the ghost, See through him
I know you'll think of things to say
Don't run away from history
He'll find you anyway
He's there and not at all

See the ghost, See through him
look into the mirror
Glass like your reflection
He's there, and not at all.

See the ghost, See through him
What have you got to learn?
Join him in his turn on earth
Teach and don't be afraid to be taught
He's there inside your mind child
He's there inside your thoughts
He's there and here, and all around
He's there, and not at all.


© 2000 Marisela W.
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