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Soundlessly she moved through the hallway

If she was lucky, no one would see her either

Life as a ghost would be so much easier

Everyone would never see you, but the watery image you projected into the real world

Not that she wanted to give them even that.

Couldn’t they make her position remote and never have her speak to anyone?

Entering her classroom she pasted on a smile and said, “Good morning children.”


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