Dusk
Is
On
The
Wing
Each
Day
As
Bats
Be
On
The
Wing
And
Waters
Secret
In
The
Secret
Night
Fall
Fall
From
Ledge
To
Ledge
Birds
On
Wing
Arise
Vultures
There
Be
No
Carrion
Here
But
Only
Sorrows
Sorrows
And
Echoes
Of
Angst
Angst
Here
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