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Tonight The Mist

Tonight set in misty and silent,
Till my knuckles tingled, and our fixtures
Stepped into wildness.
Through mud the wilderness did spread,
Knocked from the edges with escape,
A garden-gate tossed its light
With the strangulation of the night-time.

I have this night with awesome eyes
After it shook with inhospitality that defended

The souls that partook and displayed their obvious
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