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In the beginning

Frolicking in pale, maddened dreams

The spectre's larks, or so it seems

With the ghastly, faded beams

As the rolling eyeball gleams



Dancing in odd, dismayed reprieve

The surrounding souls, I do believe

With an elusive, half-conceived

Notion that just might be relieved



Reveling in drab, weightless haze

The spirits convene, in utter craze

With such dreadful, haunting ways

As the shattered record plays

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written for Halloween in 2000. 14 years old.

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