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From the shadow of a gloom
-where I stood-
Night did blossom, bloom and full
And crept up my bosom
With all rigour of her youth
Vanity smiles at human toils
Knowing just how to foil... I watched
Inert stars try to fight
Its all futile, futile
As this flickering flare
Gainst the zealous zephyr...of the night, crisp darkness, broken
by the frequent human sounds
Beckoning buyers
To their nightly wares.