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Where is now the sound Tired of want for scream of noise When Silence cools the wind Yet void of  earth unbound usurp With weather of its whim A thing of Air Does saturate For want of cricket chirp Yet To dawn They bid farewell With shine not to elate
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 12:15 AM UTC
Nightrider
Where is now the sound Tired of want for scream of noise When Silence cools the wind Yet void of  earth unbound usurp With weather of its whim A thing of Air Does saturate For want of cricket chirp Yet To dawn They bid farewell With shine not to elate
Bats in the usa, bad situation.
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 12:15 AM UTC
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