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In the garden stir the flowers That whisper through the trees A subtle hint of fragrance fading on the breeze Ripples over pebbles Gentle rushing of the stream Is the smile in cool reflection That of you or Angeline? In the binding choking clinging **** Which stops the waters flow Do you find her auburn tresses And that face as white as snow Does she walk beside you? Like she did so long ago It was you that drowned her So only you would know!
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Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 11:49 AM UTC
Angeline
In the garden stir the flowers That whisper through the trees A subtle hint of fragrance fading on the breeze Ripples over pebbles Gentle rushing of the stream Is the smile in cool reflection That of you or Angeline? In the binding choking clinging **** Which stops the waters flow Do you find her auburn tresses And that face as white as snow Does she walk beside you? Like she did so long ago It was you that drowned her So only you would know!
Halloween is a time for Edgar
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Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 11:49 AM UTC
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