Parading

O, come and help me draw this blanket up,

this thick and chilly light-gray robe of fog
this thick and chilly light-gray robe of fog
over the head of this imperfect year
over the head of this imperfect year
and let the darkness carry it away.
and let the darkness carry it away.

atoms

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