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I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed over? No, it was the poetry.
Sylvia Plath
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.𖥔 ݁ ˖🍁๋࣭ autumn chill settling in my bones⭑🍂༘⋆
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But I love Halloween, and I love that feeling: the cold air, the spooky dangers lurking around the corner.
Evan Peters
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