The pale little white-fleshed girl,
The ghost,
Seeking the purpose
She pines for the most;
And every lifetime,
When her families have died,
She resumes the same manor,
However sly.
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[[The life, poetry, rambles, and more-often-than-not fanfiction-related ranting of a 13-year-old otaku]]
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