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january comes rain
february comes pain
with pink hearts
and empty valentines
march and april are blue
may and june are too
every flower is aching to
feel the sun--shine
july, she's not gonna fly
august, she's gonna cry
some september, you'll say
in october, i'll pray
for the ghosts and the ghouls
all awakened by the moon
november sighs like
december
watching
me
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