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halloween poem

my mother twines me roses wet with dew
i can not tell you now
i saw him once before
i made a vow once, one only
before the solemn bronze saint
a mile behind
night was black and drear
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
the shadows of the ships
babylon-where i go dreaming
pharaoh, king of egypt's land

 



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