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Ghosts rise to dance one night a year.
One Night a Year
by HarryT
Quiet writing prompt entry
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Moonlight shines on graves below
you arise ghostly in spectral glow
ethereal beauty moonbeam enhanced
I take your hand still immortally entranced
Wind sings mystic music over our graves
we whirl about until the sun begins its raise
it is the one hallow night of our dance riot
the rest of the year we're hidden and quiet
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem that ends with the word: quiet. |
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