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| White Pumpkins A dumb supper for Samhain, my birthday. Black tablecloths, white pumpkins a river of sorrows in my kitchen. I invite my friends that passed this year. In the silence I may hear then whisper, "We are not gone, just away." "It is not cruel to say, we will meet again, as dust on white pumpkins." 14 lines Prompt: white pumpkins The Cook's Tarot--20--Judgement---move forward into a state of grace |