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The autumn wind on Halloween |
| Through hollow oaks the winds of Halloween blow, whispering ghostly melodies that hush the autumn sparrows and haunt the trackless forest. The waxing gibbous stimulates shadowy illusions that dance from tree to tree on Halloween night. Unable to deny terror its due human hunters huddle in their tents, while the shades of fall stalk their prey. Line Count: 16 Form: Free Verse |