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When the violent gale creaked through the walls, we hailed the night as the first come: Our Right To Be (more than a remedy),
but we shook our might with the fear shouting from the clouds.

I can’t forget all the things you said. I believed it all.
I can’t forget the way it felt, the way you stripped me down and waited for my fall.

I heard the telling of a red rain from some creep whistling at the barmaid.
I read the ramblings of a dead man, so, I tried to tell you what the pain makes but couldn’t make a sound.

I sat uncrowned, but my heart was bound.