No Plagiarism!yktOLTuuDt4NeTTi05y3posted on PＥNAＮＡ When I look into the mirror I see the ghost that remains in my room. There, standing behind me, is the spirit of a boy who used to romp around my room, singing nursery rhymes with stars like diamonds in his eyes. 

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