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This is what I thought of when I heard the song "Season of the Witch" by Donovan

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there are ghosts
passing by outside 
with enchanting smiles
strange and little creepy
they have no reflection
no shame, no direction
walking free
like us humans
can only dream

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Date: 2/2/2018 9:51:00 PM
loved it :)
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Date: 1/31/2018 4:26:00 PM
Nice poem Whiteley.
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Date: 1/29/2018 11:27:00 AM
Charming poem, Minda.
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