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Come ye now,
On my dark morning,
Have the Sun, hidden away
On its apex,
And grown no brighter,
This day has, been lost to god.
Evermore this,
Has no good feeling,
And I watch, as this day ends.
And from this,
Comes all my darkness,
As this life, does fade from view.
On my dark morning,
Have the Sun, hidden away
On its apex,
And grown no brighter,
This day has, been lost to god.
Evermore this,
Has no good feeling,
And I watch, as this day ends.
And from this,
Comes all my darkness,
As this life, does fade from view.
Published 12th May 2024
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