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The Cries

…of mournful ghosts

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The night
fills me with longing
the heavens
echo with the cries
of mournful ghosts

I remember the words
of a prayer
I had thought lost
long ago

like the fragrance
of flowers
drawing memories
bittersweet
and bright

from the darkest depths
of my despair

© Ann Bagnall