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Oct 2017
Do they know yet
Of what might come
When the seas receed
And the earth succumbs

When the sun sets last
And the stars fade away
When the night has come
And the moon turned grey

That those things which sleep
Below the murky waves
Might rise again
From their sunken graves

To walk the still earth
As they once had done
In a long distant age
Before the birth of the sun
Hadrian Veska
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     Debanjana Saha and Hadrian Veska
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