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halloween poem

made up of loveliness alone
when a deed is done for freedom
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
night was black and drear
come down at dawn from windless hills
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
we who stood
the arches of the red bridge
in the sphere
splendid and terrible your love
i reside at table mountain
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead

 



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