Invisible Something
Ghosts are growing in the snow
Invisible something summoning
Sounds are echoing all around
Up and down so high below
Somewhere closing doors are opening
There the following may be found
Summoning
Something
Invisible.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2018-11-14 at 15:48




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