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halloween poem

often is it not so?
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
lady, your heart has turned to dust
a mist was driving down
and how could you dream of meeting
who will be naming the wind
thoughts through my head
a mile behind
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
noises that strive to tear
a little peach in the orchard grew
i bid them all farewell
in and of itself
the hypocritic days

 



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