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     The nights wind breezes through the trees
    A mist of dreary wonder, moments yet to be seized

    Nights of endless pleasure, the nights we amiss
    Make the moments we lost, much harder to list

    Deep in the darkness, beyond the bleak and dreary night
    Wonders what lies beyond this illusional sight

    Thunder crashes in the distance, as the rain begins to pour
    The wind continues to howl, in a voice that demands more

    The troubles of once was, seems a faded past
    The night evaded and removed them alas

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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