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Omens

by aneesah-lionheart

Can you feel it? The night is growing cold On the horizon the murder approaches Flapping their great wings and screaming, Announcing the ominous chill Sending the delicate things Into hiding
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Aug 8, 2025
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The change of seasons approaches with something more

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