One...Two...
Run, run, run,
Come and hide with me
Three...Four...
Together we’re
Unstoppable.
Five...Six...
Don’t look back now,
We’re almost there.
Seven...Eight...
A perfect hiding spot
To rest for a while.
Nine...Ten...
They’ll search and search,
High and low.
Eleven...Twelve...
But we’ll simply be
Ghosts.
Thirteen...Fourteen...
Long forgotten treasures
Buried deep within the mind.
Fifteen...Sixteen...
But wait. Will they
Stop looking for us?
Seventeen...Eighteen...
Will they forget
Who we are?
Nineteen...Twenty...
Will we stay hidden
Forever?
Ready or not, here I come...
Will they really come?
~otw
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