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here is night again
with its blinking starry glow
- November’s coming
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the water now shines
with its many city night lights
and frosty footpath
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new morning rising
with a reddish horizon
- soon another day
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like flowering trays
these many snow icy knolls
along the old road
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here comes the new sun
feeling lonely out in cold
- with me and some birds
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blossoms silver white
in the glow of new morning
- those old house windows
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