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gothic poetry

the darkness rolls upward
night was black and drear
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
i gazed upon the glorious sky
sun and wind and beat of sea
there were three in the meadow by the brook
have you heard
sweet and strong
braided and woven
the sun is up
who is the runner in the skies
he speaks not well
lady, your heart has turned to dust
world that changes under my hand

 



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