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halloween poetry

though i am little as all little things
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
who loves the rain
i loathed you
quietly, with reverance, in awe
there is no flock, however watched and tended
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
why are the things that have no death
rocked in the cradle of the deep
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
you say you love me
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes

 



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