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halloween poem

two rows of cabbages
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
stir
last midnight
therefore i may not
world that changes under my hand
do you remember
just as my fingers on these keys
made up of loveliness alone
at dawn, he said
have you not heard
she said

 



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