Darkness shall fall
Theres times when i walk out side to see the stars fall to hear the sound of coyotes howling back and fourth the sound of crickets chirping in the distance the sound of the river flowing the whisper of the wind children laughing. But there are places we do not dare to go where heat flows red where waters to deep to see mountains crumble beneath ur feet holes black stormy as nite where shadows creep where the dead rises death circles the sound its where dark nights dont stand a chance not even a whisper in wind would make a sound theres things out there we may not see or believe or even touch there waiting for the moment to strike they say darkness shall fall
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