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As darkness enfolds the waning day ... I wait for dreams to come my way... For lovely scenes all gliding by... To lighten my darken nightsky..... And though the night hangs overhead , The images pictured instead... Are pure... With figures of light ...Colors intense and shinning bright... I deem them real for they employ ... Emotions of such positive joy... All peaceful scenes of such delight...Comfort me under the blinded nightsight ! sequoyah / 5/28/2000
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