The Haunting

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    The Haunting
    December 5th, 2007
    Written By: Henry Van Olviline

    I watch you in the distance
    look upon my light
    I speak but not a sound
    please don't cry out in fright

    I see the times change
    your one of many who have laid down
    in this room that was once mine
    my feet no longer touch the ground

    You feel my energy upon you
    some days more than others
    You may see me or you don't
    but my spirit remains to hover

    The thumps that wake you up
    the strange figures that linger and remain
    It is only me
    please don't yell in disdain

    I am only here to watch and
    to replay my life again
    please don't give me another thought
    only I remember when

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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