October brings about ghosts
A reoccuring 423
The trees are weeping like mary
When I find home is nowhere
That ghost reminds me
Home is not found in places
Its found in persons
And that can be
Too much to carry
So much to bury
Plot 423
Under weeping pine
My childhood lie dead
Under october bloodshed
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A reoccuring 423
The trees are weeping like mary
When I find home is nowhere
That ghost reminds me
Home is not found in places
Its found in persons
And that can be
Too much to carry
So much to bury
Plot 423
Under weeping pine
My childhood lie dead
Under october bloodshed
*n