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I've been floating through doors haunting the hallways of buildings... I am surrounded by people, but my throat closes up, and I know I could pass through you, you would have nothing more than a cold chill.
I am a fade of red, it leaves the faintest hint of green as a reminder that I was once there, and then it is gone. Will I ever find another soul to float with or will I be stuck with your ghost and a box full of old photographs?