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What owl's hoots haunt fell-forced night's gown?
Haunts hawk on woods, grim notes fall foul.
Fear grips none near, wight waits his owl.
Go forth, now not!
Hanged woods urge out.

Winging orders, howling hastens.
Feasting feathers nearly grounded.
Who is hailing our dark winged foe?
Gathering nightly, faint lit fires guide
Freely grouping nether noones.

Winging orders, howling hastens.
Who is hailing our dark winged foe?
Freely grouping nether noones.

What owl's hoots haunt fell-forced night's gown?
Haunts hawk on woods, grim notes fall foul.
Wight waits his owl.
Hoots haunt.

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from Songs of The Mike Smith Company, released April 26, 2019

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