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halloween poetry

the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
in the sphere
what do i owe to you
storm
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
wheel me down by the meadow
i am singing to you
one by one, like leaves from a tree
i despise my friends more than you
she knows a cheap release
a storm is riding on the tide
sad are they who know not love

 



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