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Eerily Goes Night

who then rings thy solitary bell whose voice cuts through the mist and lowly darkness winter’s eve there far off screaming fox when unseen eyes then look upon from trees that hide in cloak and footsteps cast a moments chill in nights a’slashing throat

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