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Teasing Silence Through the Moor
- Anna Crichton
- May 10, 2016
- 1 min read
Teasing silence through the moor
gusty wind wailed
a lost child’s cry
a face of broken glass
cruel and hasty horror
a tenacious gripe
intense terror observed in a feeble voice
a shivering lamentable prayer
the obscure oak branch,
knocking knuckles on the pane
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