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Like a ghost I saunter through time Watching my life From the window On the bed, still reeling I wonder what's mine In every picture At every hang Not where I've gone Or anywhere I sang Everything around me Moves like a blur Is this reality Will I always be hurt (Never knowing where I've been stabbed) I'm not here I'm not even here I don't know that I ever was An ever growing wound (I'm not even here) That grows wider when I laugh