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Boggarts Poems - Poems about Boggarts


The Way It Always Used To Be
...In our house divided Serpent swallows its own tail Hiding under eaves from caustic rainfall Slithers from relentless hail The herald’s horn blows empty Bannerless with rusted brass As a pathway twis......

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Categories: boggarts, loss, love,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things