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Inspired by the events surrounding William Mompesson in the village of Eyam in 1666.

And still they circle
Black angels hover
Endless ceaseless waning presence
He waits
Dull bells toll their hollow
Call – The night birds waver
Spiralling enclosing entombing
Still he waits
They call the winged host
Like sheep their hordes are pulled
As their children
He waits