The lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn,
The sad intangible who grieve and yearn....
T.S. ELIOT, To Walter de la Mare
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Ghostly
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