at the bar

a young girl stands beside me
at the bar
she does not have words to say
but I know she wants to
I ask if she would like a drink
she says ‘yes, I do
she speaks to someone
who is not there
I ask if it’s a ghost
she says ‘yes, it is
do you believe me?
I say  ‘yes,
I do’

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