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Jun 2010
Oh how I love the night sky
when the sun and the light passes by
and comes the silence and the dark
and thou hear nothing but the wind's hark

Oh how I love all still and bound
when the moon and stars light up the ground
and comes the thick, chilled fog
rolling slowly across the bog

Oh how I love when alive comes the night
when the earth becomes more than just a sight
crickets are chirping and dogs are howling
and movement stirs with shadows following

Oh how I wish thou lengthen the night and shorten the day
oh how I wish thou do not take the night away
oh how I wish thou leave the night here to stay
and never bring back the light of day
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     Desiree Schort and D Conors
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