by Ferr E alone
Thursday, October 31, 2002
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I selfishly await the coming of the night
Places, Places everybody.
The stars shift into their resting place,
The moon hangs with his familiar face
The night cools, and darkness absorbs the light.
" All hail the American night! "
Finally yesterday is gone, but alas, tomorrow
The night will come again and I selfishly await.