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Lights Out
Darkness expectant, discreet Only a lamp here and there,
Gloom in the clattering street,
Stygian black in the square;
Dazzling fascias and fronts,
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Darkness expectant, discreet Only a lamp here and there,
Gloom in the clattering street,
Stygian black in the square;
Dazzling fascias and fronts,
I have come to the borders of sleep,
The unfathomable deep Forest where all must lose Their way, however straight,
Or winding, soon or late;
They cannot choose