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Sep 2022
Young women
Come to this place,
midnight on All Hallows Eve
Vicar in the village infused the word,
the dead that remain in the earth,
are now condemned to hell,
but you see it differently from your well
Some say the dead riders,
are covered in flames
People were saying,
power from the riders,
are powers of hell and devils,
but other people saw a different side
The elves are in a place,
where they can eat and dance
While entertaining,
although,
a sunless prance

© 2022 Carol Natasha Diviney
Universe Poems
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