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Gentle dangers in the dead of night Speak pleasantly till all's not right Soothsaying beasts of no taxonomic order Ravage our dreams at our weakest border Try to hither and halt such a nasty scheme Allows doom to convalesce as the demon's eyes gleam Better to walk with the creature, play with it in jest Embrace its ghoulish features, but never let it get the best Alloy once turned to gold, so lay Reason down to rest, That an enemy becomes an ally at the soul's behest.
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 5:43 PM UTC
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Gentle dangers in the dead of night Speak pleasantly till all's not right Soothsaying beasts of no taxonomic order Ravage our dreams at our weakest border Try to hither and halt such a nasty scheme Allows doom to convalesce as the demon's eyes gleam Better to walk with the creature, play with it in jest Embrace its ghoulish features, but never let it get the best Alloy once turned to gold, so lay Reason down to rest, That an enemy becomes an ally at the soul's behest.
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 5:43 PM UTC
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