Parading

over the abyss Regret breaks water, smirking.

The dead sun's gonna pass out under the bridge.
The dead sun’s gonna pass out under the bridge.
And like a mummy's long bandage, off to the west,
And like a mummy’s long bandage, off to the west,
listen, sweets, listen, the double-soft dark is coming on. (Charles Baudelaire, translator unknown)
listen, sweets, listen, the double-soft dark is coming on. (Charles Baudelaire, translator unknown)

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