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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

If I were a pantomime villain

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