Wandering Ghost

Like a ghost I walked through these walls
People passes by without care
Invisible within the crowds
So tiny and So small I am from above

Hello Hello Hello
Are You Listening?
Can you see me?
Sigh..
No one.

Withering winds, blew me away
Yet, I have nowhere else to pursue
For the anchor has reached its' destination
This is the destiny

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