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tpu 03 Oct 2013 Tag: Autumn

A For Night Is Nigh.

Hark. And lend us your might, O' reaver of August's light. Come, for night is nigh. Hail, by sparrows' flight, beacon an' bonfire alight . Fast, for night is nigh. Deep greying twilights and last rites offer no respite. Nay, for night is nigh.

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