I should wish to die in November,
the shadow of my birth already seen,
the spectre of my death waiting to be relieved
the autumn will wilt
the winter will revitalise,
no longer will i live in the hotspur of it all
I should wish to die in November,
the shadow of my birth already seen,
the spectre of my death waiting to be relieved
the autumn will wilt
the winter will revitalise,
no longer will i live in the hotspur of it all
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