The ghost who had never been
Was gone and the antonym
Of schizophrenia come,
Bearing the gift of quiet.
Rather than hearing voices
That weren't there, I heard nothing
And saw only an absence
Of people that should be there.
Satanists are uncanny,
Sang the repressed memory
Therapists, eliciting
Suspiciously similar
Nightmares, again and again.
I who no one ever was.
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