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SOMBRE
Jeff Sampson (2021)

Where I am going,
where dead must go,
there is no shoulder,
no where to moan.

When ended roamin',
when leaves and flowers
fall in the echo
then I am home.

Now it is snowing.
the city bluer
the wind, it comes again.
A wave goes through.

Oh, there's a sitting old.
A listed memo, no.
Against the strength to breathe
a hand will turn to go.

A when is no when
a turn is slow.
A yen to leave you,
all knowing.

No treasure.
No place beside the stone.
Another furtive moment
will not arrive.

All calls,
still frozen.
All calls -
all those are gone.
All of them gone.

All of them.
There are no calls.
Buried them.

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from From Dust To Dusk, released May 18, 2005

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Jeff Sampson Colorado

no-rules/ progressive/ electronic/ experimental/ improvised and constructed

“...like being stuck inside a huge, haunted castle, straight out of Poe or Lovecraft, where nameless terrors await the unwary.”
— Cyclic Defrost

“...as if groaned by a lethargic vampire singer. ”
— ambientrance
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