“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
October's Last Day
Ah!, for this night I’ve long been waiting, patiently with such a tired mind anticipating, for everything which it holds in store, a night of deceit and surprise, as this town watches while the pale moonlight
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Cemetery Song
A dance in the darkness, a chilly moonlit night
A cemetery of ghosts, parades of past life
Melodies of loneliness, songs they shall sing
Hearts that still beat, if only in dreams
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