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halloween poem for kid

from our hidden places
which keeps
awful truths these be
softly weeping
sweet with fern and rose
if the red slayer think he slays
she heard the children playing in the sun
the lightning flashed, and lifted
world that changes under my hand
what shall we do now
who will be naming the wind

 



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