From the hours of the long gone infinite
Shades of darkness are pending to play
In their flickering wandering dim way
Not to hold on with arms of illuminate
Across the wall with their dark staring eyes
Dancing on every light that is around
With whisper of the evening breezy sound
When the wind opens up dark cloudy skies
As the daylight disappears on its sweep
In the scenery of down and up pull
And the hours are moments of nightly leap
With the moon sometimes half or full
Where deep is profound by coming shadows
That shall dance in the diffuse of its glows
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