This is about an uncanny feeling of being watched by a ghost.
This was written Jan. 12,1986.
I saw
a man
dressed in white
Last night.
The man who was dressed in white.
Stood up there on the hill,
Near the old Haunted Mill,
Last night.
I felt a presence
Of someone following me
When I was walking down the hill
Last night.
The presence of someone
Was the man in white.
He was standing near the old mill,
He started following me
Down the hill.
Never again will
Anyone go near the old mill,
And for the rest of their lives,
They will
Stay away from the old mill
On that steep haunted hill.
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