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Gloomy evening
The city was just a red glow on the horizon
And the move of birds were going through the roof
The echos of dead-and street’s men were frightened
As approaching evening evaquate us to safe soot
Here goes to sibyl,those people!
Who didst hearken to God to redeem us from sin
The echo of dead street’s is fillin’with silent
Even the blessed morning of day ‘cos of the paunchy mean
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