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The wind, she whispers
Through the graveyards of our hearts:
Wreathed in dreams
As she weaves her witchcraft
We breathe, enamoured
Of the conquering dark
Harvest past, fires cast
Ashen shades this Halloween
We are set now to Beherit the earth...
