by woerteralbum
The Spirit of the Year to Be
last night came to offer me
a look at future pain and glee.
I begged the Spirit: "Set me free!
Nothing of it let me see!
"No, no, no, Ghost, go!
Haven't known you hitherto
and will do
without you!"
The Spirit he walked to and fro.
"So henceforth" he said
towering above my bed,
"May the news be good or bad:
no word of it instead?"
I nodded. He left me in my sweat.
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