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Women in dresses, men in suits,
petticoats, buckle-down shoes.
Yards and yards, laces and string,
weighed down, bodies abused.
Ghosts of the time unable to make it,
unable to float or fly,
clothing creating too much a bearing,
spooks grounded, much as they try.
So they resort to walking like humans,
though seen they remain not.
No one is scared of a grounded apparition,
For this they remain distraught.
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