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Halloween ghost

Locked in the frost, Halloween seems like a gatepost, Fantasies turn into a permafrost, Pumpkins next to the doorpost, Vampires at the rearmost, Ghosts at the bedpost, Wolves at the aftmost, Midnight clocking the midmost... Sunrise cleansing the defrost.

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Date: 11/4/2021 4:51:00 AM
I really like the flow of this poem. Very excellent.
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Alshaad Kara
Date: 11/5/2021 1:58:00 AM
Thank you so much. So kind of you.