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halloween poem for kid

just now
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
listen
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
i see all human wits
their beautiful hair
from our hidden places
green afternoon serene and bright
it was many and many a year ago
before the solemn bronze saint
see i give myself to you

 



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