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The children observe
a point far, far away.

The oil lamps are put out.
Some blind girls
question the moon,
and through the air rise
spirals of weeping.

The mountains observe
a point far, far away.
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         Adelaide Heathfield, Hannah, Thomas, Jim Davis and ---
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