basiltfillis2021
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The Night Shelter It's five a.m.; the driving rain And howling wind breed mental pain. Deprived of sleep by rampant storm, Thus after five they'll not be warm. Nocturnal peace, supernal bliss Is shattered, scattered far by this Maternal voice of colonel-type... – *by Basil Fillis*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

It's five a.m.; the driving rain
And howling wind breed mental pain.
Deprived of sleep by rampant storm,
Thus after five they'll not be warm.

Nocturnal peace, supernal bliss
Is shattered, scattered far by this
Maternal voice of colonel-type...

– by Basil Fillis

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