Welcome, evening strange
Whose shadows reach and twine
And curl about my grasp of things
Unholy, and divine
Hither, familiar phage
From whence I am drawn
Upon still, silent wings
(When all but your music is then to me gone)
Thou know the darkness thine!
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Beautifully written.
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