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...ways in the wind like an angel's wings
I'd let the wind carry me and drift
Clouded mist in my ghostly shift
Over the heather on the moors
To softly call beneath the doors
Pale and endless I would creep
Through your houses while you sleep
So safely curled beneath the covers
Pressed close are these slumbering lovers
Near your warm cheeks by and by
I'd gently loose my desolate sigh
A moment's coldness is my breath
In life, the certainty of death
And if you listened you might hear
What made me so long linger near
For I am voyeuristically inclined
The roving shadow of a mind
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