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What if this night
for what if all the stars
fell from the wandering sky
as she offered her beauty
where the ocean could meet its end
resting where the mountains strip bare
endless as the receding waves
pounding back and thro’
for what if this night
came as a spirit
dimming out the melancholy,
ripples of fear dissolving in a stream
dream O’ dream
two is subtracted from one
into one –
this night, this restless night
I am the ocean
I am the shoreline
she is the night
forever we wander.