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Hello, Night

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Deep in the desert
on a desert dune
Under the setting sun
and a rising moon

a snake slithers slyly
And ever so quiet
on a mid-summer’s day
far from a riot

It’s eyes glow green
and a hiss fills the air
in a place so serene
yet full of despair

it senses it’s pray
smothered in sun
but not for long
the day’s almost done

a ripple of sand
a rippling wave
a reaching hand
from heaven’s cave

Long gone the prey
long gone the day
long gone the Light
Hello, the Night

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