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halloween poetry

the ships are lying in the bay
dark-eyed
my true love from her pillow rose
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
hang no wreath
what was it the engines said
splendid and terrible your love
if the red slayer think he slays
in the cloud-gray mornings
why so sad my lovely one?
as it
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
so fallen

 



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