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Poem: A Ghost Story

Just a prohibitively pithy poem about periodic dyspathy in time for Halloween. A GHOST STORY. “Out of their dark abodes I have roused up the screech-owls.   Through the rents Of the gray mouldering walls they are fled out,

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