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Horror poem in free verse and in the first person

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ok mark me brinlest Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink."And then I heard them lift a Box

And creak across my Soul

With those same Boots of Lead, again,"She took me to her Elfin grot, And there she wept and sighed full sore, And there I shut her wild wild eyes "

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