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halloween poem

it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
little park that i pass through
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
you are my companion
when the hours of day are numbered
very well, you liberals
were it not for that singular smell
tell me
death's nobility again
he speaks not well
all down the years

 



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