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Down, sets the sun, Rolling off the fiery sky With a burning blaze of flame, Soon set to sleep. The moon gliding on, Whistling through the heavenly aisle, As she glows out from the dark, Her time alas has come. ∞ ∞ ∞
— Cotek
Down, sets the sun, Rolling off the fiery sky With a burning blaze of flame, Soon set to sleep. The moon gliding on, Whistling through the heavenly aisle, As she glows out from the dark, Her time alas has come. ∞ ∞ ∞