Annoying ghost


Last night I dreamed, as it has happened before, that I was dying.
But in spite of being dead I was still there, bothering, even though nobody saw me.

Apparently my ghost was worried about what they would do with my clothes.
It could be thought that a spirit would have more important things to deal with, but no.
I was very worried that they would give it to someone who does not have my sympathies, and I remember that I thought "anyone but that".
So dead but pretentious, I protested without anyone hearing my complaints about how unhappy the election was.
Fortunately, in the middle of my complaints I woke up, which certainly brought me great relief.

But well, my relatives are warned ... eye to choose, that apparently my eternal rest depends on a good dose of who uses my suits.

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