Content of: Ghostly
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09/05/18 at 11:10PM
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Poetry
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The ghostly shape, of white Birch trees,
Shimmer slightly, with the approaching breeze.
The sounds of quiet, cannot be seen,
As the Fall colors, change the scene.
I love this beautiful time of year,
When the Winter cold, does fast appear.
