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40 Nightfall Here is the full moon Like a school late-comer It peers Over the shoulder of the mountain Indeed Night has come so soon Its fingers grope For the silent earth Embracing its secrets with tenderness Here The hills stand like orphans Abandoned and all alone In the hearts of the moon-lit night So it is with my heart As the presence Like ivy across abandoned walls. Hope of Despair Would you come To speed me past The long days of this, all the strife? No more Can I stand on my feet Nor watch with my eyes The face of defeat So many Have waded that flooded river ...

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