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Who can try and forget

So.
You think you're a ghost.
You're white skin is not yet invisable,
Yet you're eyes are ghosts.

You're pale.
And you are out of sight,
you are out of mind.

Out of sight.
Out of mind.
Are you hiding?
Or were you thrown away?
Did you run away?
Or were you hidden?

Didn't you realize?
This game of hide and seek.
You are the only player.
And you will never;
find yourself.

You've hidden well, spirit
You really are a ghost.
Of your former self.

'Peek a boo.'
'I found you!'