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Conner
Part of my psychic poem project, if this speaks to you, please contact me asap. Thanks.
Cold, so cold in the house where you dwell
One knock after anothe sounding in the night
No one there when you turn around, yet you swear you felt them
Never say never
Eternally your home may be shared by another
Roses scenting the air shall announce to you 3 nights from now the proof of my ghostly presence
