There had come a terrible darkness
The sky was crushed and apparently melted
More imaginitive deluges were coming
A breath from regions unnamed would also occur
Vines falling in brittle states
The entire farm was shocking
Gloomy outlook for the crops
The entire nebula swayed ominously
Fathomless gulfs broke out
A dim yet distinct formation began to be bad.
Things were lower; the temperature tingled to impulses
but a mirage of the awful moment
It had fallen!
and run away in the yard.
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In 2019, I was in Salisbury and attended the Alphabet Business Convention without knowing any artist. Lost Crowns was my favourite band that played there. Pablo P.