by Kimmy Alan
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On a late Winters night
I'm awaken by the sound of dying angels
What could it be?
Demons inhabiting the caverns
Below the mighty Mississippi River?
I'm sure science knows
Till then, I'll trust the Sioux
And believe it 'The Windigo'!
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Winter Magic - a multi-author anthology of poetry and prose
RandomAn anthology of winter magic-inspired poetry and prose, written by a number of talented authors.
