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halloween poem

a few more windy days
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
it was a tall young oysterman
the body may confine
if i should die, think only this of me
simplicity
grieve not for the invisible
melancholy, blue it was
do not grieve that it is over
little gate was reached at last
now while my lips are living

 



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