Real

It fades from side to side,
from black to white then back again.

There is water around my ankles,
that shouldn’t be there,

and voices without faces,
pass my ears like ships in the night.

My voice doesn’t echo in here,
as hard as I try.

I am on my own,
in a crowd of ghosts.

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