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S P I R I T
Between the worlds of time, space and the heavens there are other dimensions. Between those dimensions, there are doorways.
You have reached one of those doorways. Through this door is a path which leads to uncertainty. A journey into the world of
the unknown where time and space may have no meaning. Many believe that this path does not exist.....Do you??
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I am the whisper you may sometimes hear. I am the one that you may sometimes fear. I am the floating ball of light. I am the
noise you hear at night. I am the cold spot on the floor or the shadow on the wall. I may be short or I may be tall. I may
simply be a gust of wind, or a strange odor you do not understand. Whatever form makes me pure, I am a ghost and that is for
sure.
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