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Ahead, steaming with dew at the light, An auto poised waiting to turn in the night. As it started to move, I startled to see A vapor make exit, then hesitate there... A wisp, very slight, no more than a breath. I'd have missed it, had not I stared, Just ahead of me, under my lights, Wavering yet standing upright. As the car ahead moved to the right, This vapor staggered its steam to the left. Watching, I ****** in my breath. I hadn't the presence of mind, Didn't seize on the moment, Didn't find enough time To run the thing down As it glimmered before me A second...no more, And then vanished, Leaving only this thought.... Halloween is before us!
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Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 7:42 AM UTC
Ghosts at the Crossings
Ahead, steaming with dew at the light, An auto poised waiting to turn in the night. As it started to move, I startled to see A vapor make exit, then hesitate there... A wisp, very slight, no more than a breath. I'd have missed it, had not I stared, Just ahead of me, under my lights, Wavering yet standing upright. As the car ahead moved to the right, This vapor staggered its steam to the left. Watching, I ****** in my breath. I hadn't the presence of mind, Didn't seize on the moment, Didn't find enough time To run the thing down As it glimmered before me A second...no more, And then vanished, Leaving only this thought.... Halloween is before us!
don-bouchard
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66/M/American
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 7:42 AM UTC
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