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Purple and blue chalk Scribbled so I will see And I think there's A Ghost Closely observing me Letting me know In his own polite cryptic way He has hands... Access to chalk... On this Future Fallen day For these are the color of... My eyelid paint Last night Gorgeous colors Mixed exactly right Egyptian style Rich and rare Deep purple and blue Lots of it And the Devil take care Eyes like a Queen.... Painted and bright In exactly these colors Still smeared from last night. And that Ghost Whispered soft in my ear A word I honestly can't remember But nothing to fear And now, here on this wall These colors like mine Enigmatic scribble In detail so fine.... Like he was studying my eyelids....

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Date: 7/30/2024 6:45:00 PM
Nice flowing poem.
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Date: 7/29/2024 7:25:00 PM
Was his name Norman? Pesky imp
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