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Samhain

After gleanin' what been left after the reapin', I hold my still-birth baby Wandalene', feelin' phantom cold-mouth nursin’ of my breast. Under full moon shinin' through Meemom's ole lace, we say heighdy to spirits come Samhain. We play: Wanda laughin’ at my funny faces, cooin’ with my lullabies.

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Dark house with a pitched roof in a dark wood. There appears to be droplets on bare branches or perhaps snow is falling.

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