Ghost

My hair is not long and silky. When I speak with my friends, you don’t understand my slang. Yet I can speak like you and walk like you. My car is just as nice as yours, even though my skin is dark. I live next door, and say ‘Hi’ across the fence. You don’t even know my name, but are sure I’m to blame. Even when I’m visible, I’m invisible.

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