An Autumn Love Cycle/Falling Gods

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Falling Gods
Confusion, desuetude and gloom, The travailing of sound,Fell desolation in my soul, And agony profound;The gods are falling heavily And for all time to be,And never more my heart shall know A shrine to Deity!
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