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Tales of Darkened Spirits

Oh, tales of darkened spirits,
Memories of special loves
Pass me by and free my soul,
Purge my pain from me.

Thou with thy pleasure and dreams of delight
Hast thy reasons forgotten themselves?
Hast thy shadows darkened thy own soul
And taken to mark and score
The clean days yet to appear?



Poem first published in Withering Words Magazine, 2026, all rights reserved
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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