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pumpkin poem

the snow whispers about me
made up of loveliness alone
a storm is riding on the tide
under the harvest moon
do i like it
i have to say good-night
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
is there anybody there
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
truely
my son is dead and i am going blind

 



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