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Clammy Shadows
Clammy Shadows
None of us are immune from these clammy shadows
of ghosts that pursue us from our long, long agos
with drafty whispers teasing our ears at night
leaving as quickly as we are seen to take fright
well gone before any help comes to hand
nothing left for others to grasp and understand
So under the protective tent of covers we go
at least that way our googly eyes will not sho...
Thursday 6th August 2009 3:11 pm

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