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At O Dark Thirty
Dark thirsty at O dark thirty
twilight rising to the top
with a darker dark
riding the winds
over fallow fields
as a winged hound
in search of my quarry
as man is my fox
and man must die
with the table laid out
in the swarming darkness
dark thirsty at O dark thirty
twilight rising to the top
with a darker dark
riding the winds
over fallow fields
as a winged hound
in search of my quarry
as man is my fox
and man must die
with the table laid out
in the swarming darkness
dark thirsty at O dark thirty
Published 25th May 2022
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