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Haunted


Haunting moon above

rolling sea below

in boat too small for one

but now two may go

tossing and turning

we do so float

this little black kitten and I 

through this great storm and night

for this serene little one and I

are but chased by the birds on high

clouded amoungst the wake and foam

hoping to be unnoticed by those at behind

we flee into this night with its moon so full

yearning for peace and our one true home

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