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The darkness sweeps across the land
It covers everything like a sheet
Not a star is visible
For even they were darkened
Every light that was shining
The darkness sweeps across the land
It covers everything like a sheet
Not a star is visible
For even they were darkened
Every light that was shining
A wise one in the trees
looking down upon us
as his wings move through the breeze.
Yet, he chooses to stay and not fly away,
and methinks he has no being, no will
Concrete wasn’t always made so harsh and solid
In fact it was mostly straw
When I walk without my shoes on
It rubs my poor feet raw
