When the Autumn Nights
React with Spite,
Upon a Winters Dawn,
As if Killing a King's Pawn
Of a Spring Lit Day
Who has became Crazed,
Thinking he's Summer Dusk,
Which, We all Seem to Lust.
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| "Another Year" When the Autumn Nights React with Spite, Upon a Winters Dawn, As if Killing a King's Pawn Of a Spring Lit Day Who has became Crazed, Thinking he's Summer Dusk, Which, We all Seem to Lust. |
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