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halloween poem

if i should die, think only this of me
in his guarded tent
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
i have seen the proudest stars
from our hidden places
it was many and many a year ago
i stood by the open casement
the sky
for these white arms about my neck
these be
what shall we do now
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white

 



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