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this is nowhen, the toronto wasteland of the disenchanted

Saturday, October 29

all around us
the air, in its icy twirls
curls around our frosty ears
and whispers of morbid things
just around the corner
just beyond reach
the seasons are turning
and with each day breaking
the night falls ever darker
colder, dim
the light falls ever dimmer
colder, then
darkling we lay
around us, ever night

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