Birds

The straight and narrow,

A dismal day,

Again the reversal of places.

 

It begins again,

A judgment day,

And the hands fell short of forgiveness.

 

Night thy dark,

I remember this thing,

Truth by the edge of deadly.

◄ Given

Yellow Blue Dandellion ►

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