dusk on peak

When the dawn was hidden
And dusk was on the peak
When dogs were yelling
And peopled were sick
Was there something?
That wasn't quick
A slowly moving thing
In hostel's last wing
Should we move?
Or should wait to see it
What was that
Having strange voices
And undefined name
Or it's just a machine
Or a controllable game
Is it miraculous?
Or a wizard doing this
What about that?
The sleeping fish
It was still sounding like
A war has begin
Should we go to see?
Or keep away from it
A wand is moving
Is a witch doing this?
When dawn was hidden 
And dusk was on peak

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