Anticipation Of Darkness
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I feel it in a shift of the wind
a threat falls on predacious wings
I sense it in a chill in the air
the harbinger of a magnitude of ice
I know it in the twist of a gray cloud
utter destruction lies ahead
it rushes toward me like lonely night
in the wilderness
the anticipation of darkness
appeared with the dying sun today
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