I pass by ghosts on the street

The fantasies that I’ve created in my mind

The strangers who I’ve built up to be a part of my life

My imagination has gotten so big

That it seeps over into reality

I change my walking path

Hoping to cross you again

But I never do

Because I don’t know you

And you don’t know me

You’re just an illusion

A distant memory

That I hang on to

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