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halloween poem

to be able to see every side of every question
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
sing again the song you sung
last midnight
but i cannot read you now
lo! 'tis a gala night
i love to steal awhile away
dear wife
you are my companion
no prey am i of poor thoughts
when the hours of day are numbered
the air is like a butterfly
the hypocritic days
day is done

 



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