The Wave Of Night
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I watch the wave of night
Sitting atop an earthy mound
Slowly usurping the land
From the east, without a sound
It crashes against tall trees,
Buildings, bowers and towers
With gossips about ghosts
And witches it has much powers
I watch the wave of night
Coming in a dancer's mood
Whistling through thick woods
It tarries over lands to brood
Adorned with the sparkling
Stars it marches on as a knight
With sweet music of silence it
Rules the land till it turns into light
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