This Night Will Come As Other Nights.
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The night
This night will come
As other nights.
In other centuries.
The houses sleep.
Silence bustles through the streets.
The bridge of wood sighs
As for centuries did.
The beetle round the blinding
Neon light flirts blindly.
A bat whirrs fast and shrieks and
Is lost suddenly
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