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Mar 2015
~                                    A doom lies to the east
                                       See the infernal lights
                                       Ride with the sun rise
                               The monsters are multiplying
                               Monsters in the hearts of men
                       As kindness dies and grace is forgotten
              There are other worlds only choice that separates
           A thin veil that keeps the horror between the worlds
                               Every dream and night terror
                         merely glimpses through the mirror
                      To grimace in seeing it grin back at you
                             Knowing that they are coming
                                            And with them
                                      The dying of the light
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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