Short Unbolted Poems

A pristine ambit 
Unlocks forepart to commence
Restored life events
Ameriolate happenings
Metamorphose forever...

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Autumns red dusk falls,
laborers leave their fields.
the day's last bell rings,
the hour comes 'round.
The cellar doors burst open,
the pantry doors unbolted,
the table is layed,
the gates of the hall swing wide.
The guests are met,
the feast is set.
Come join the feast,
join the banquet,
revel till the dark of night,
leave all your dread,
all your worries,
leave them outside the doors,
for tonight we live in a new world....

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