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There is a long night waiting,
Starless and quiet,
Cold without being cold
Some say endless,
It waits
For us
There are no shadows
No one is speaking
No one is restless
No complaints are recorded
It just waits
The day is short
Before the night
But in the light we see
And only then
We hear the voices
We see the thoughts
We may know the distance
And destination
And walk, and thread
The day is short and
The only light is
Us