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October
The nights are longer now
The twilight comes hard upon the setting sun
That cools and fades each passing day
The dark-haired woman with the clear grey eyes
That see into souls
Daughter of the welcoming darkness
Smiles gently, enigmatically
Reaches out
And pulls the shroud of fog
Closer round our hearts
The twilight comes hard upon the setting sun
That cools and fades each passing day
The dark-haired woman with the clear grey eyes
That see into souls
Daughter of the welcoming darkness
Smiles gently, enigmatically
Reaches out
And pulls the shroud of fog
Closer round our hearts