The gloom

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Funereal twins called, once again

Despair and gloom, to take me for a spin

What a ride, it lasted but a flash

I dove to safety just before the crash

I dusted off a pale and desperate drone

And, wandered back to sanity alone

They wander, cackling, in the depths of night

I smile at them and feign it's recondite

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