Strange Sight
A Anjandev Roy
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Dark night
Gives me light,
It's a strange sight,
I flourish
With great delight
From this end
To that end,
I am alone,
But I never feel so,
As the friendly light of the dark and gloomy night
Whispers to me,
'I am always with thee.'
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