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"And star-dials pointed to morn As the star-dials hinted of morn At the end of our path a liquescent"
Yes quite true the sun is about to come up.
The skies are ashen and sober; The leaves are crisped and sere; The leaves feels of withering and sere.
OOh I do agree this is a very cold and dark night to be about.
It is night in the lonesome October
*Sigh*There were days like this when my heart was volcanic
"Its Sybilic splendor" and beaming in here.
"It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir".
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