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halloween poem

is there anybody there
there is a city, builded by no hand
i love the old melodious lays
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
often is it not so?
be not false
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
i have to say good-night
give me
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
glooms of the live-oaks
their beautiful hair
my son is dead and i am going blind

 



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