The street lamps downtown
drowning the gloaming
hardly fend the night off
come sudden lightfall
and the rise of auroras
drowning the gloaming
hardly fend the night off
come sudden lightfall
and the rise of auroras
Fists balled in the hollow of the eyes Sat in the old, creaky wicker chair The scream stuck in the pharynx Blue-overalls despair taking ho...
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