All In The Night.
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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All in the night.
Empty the vast Hall rebounds
Each every sound.
Dusk comes.
Its red is a somber shade.
I start with every pace.
Before Nights deeps I go.
For then the Hall is but a Tomb
A grave for Shades and Shrouds.
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