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Pumpkins grin widely,
their candles burn cold, not warm,
and whisper your name.
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Pumpkins grin widely,
their candles burn cold, not warm,
and whisper your name.
More stories from Luna Jordan and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (2)
We can always eat that pumpkin hahahaha. Loved this!
Good one and can hear that pumpkin whispering my name.