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Goblins

They pause, and hushed to whispers, steal away.

With cunning glances; silent go their shoon

On creakless stairs; but far away the dogs

Bark at some lonely farm: and haply they

Have clambered back into the dusky moon

That sinks beyond the marshes loud with frogs.

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Uploaded on October 31, 2019
Taken on October 30, 2019