Prods the Fire with a Bone, Rolls over with a Snake

For You, This Eve, the Wolves Will Be Enchantingly Forsaken

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The Hangman's Shadow Fifteen Years On

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Hope in an All-Sufficient Space of Calm

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Tiny Dewdrop Explosions Crackling Delightfully

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No One's Footsteps Deep in the Beat of a Butterfly's Wings

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Curls Upon the Neck, Ribs Upon the Mountain

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Between the Fingers the Drops of Tomorrow's Dawn

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I Unveil a Peppercorn to See It Vanish

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A Bluish Flickering

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