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I am waiting for the night to speak to me,
For it has told me many tales in the past.
But right now the dark is silent,
Holding onto all it’s secrets, veiled away.
It will talk to me once again,
And the sky will pour forth it’s bounty.
As I walk a different land and time,
Far away from here.

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