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Feb 2017
Do not shudder,
Melancholy friend,
For though midnight, blackness,
And forest lonely
Make a spirit howl in bitter worship of
                                                                    What
                                                                 If
                                                              Dawn
                                                         Goes
                                                   Screaming
                                            Down
                                     Through
                                The
                                       Silent
                                                Never!?
Some strange storm of the Death White moon;
You are an enormous echo
Of the heartbeat of all men,
Which, with all the raw pounding of a whisper,
Screams, "NEVERMORE!"
And stills the storm in the shadow.
Originally written with magnetic poetry.
Brandon Humphreys
Written by
Brandon Humphreys  Spokane, WA
(Spokane, WA)   
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