“I was walking along the road with two Friends
the Sun was setting –
The Sky turned a bloody red
And I felt a whiff of Melancholy – I stood / Still, deathly tired – over the blue-black / Fjord and City hung Blood and Tongues of Fire
My Friends walked on –
I remained behind shivering with Anxiety –
I felt the great Scream in Nature – EM.”
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