Ghost Souls

Pale ghosts against dark walls,
figures thirsting for freedom

Loveless styles force quick arrival,
one way doors heavy their souls.

Ghosts possess souls,
though dark walls do conceal.

Freedom is there
souls all cannot hear

Dimensioned freedom
exists for ghosts who thirst.

Have not these ghosts discovered
contrasting love within infinite darkness?

by Elizabeth Wiles

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