I stare at the skyscrapers in the distance
As the twilight sets over the horizon
A quilt of darkness pulls over
The day retires in silence
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Sometimes I feel it,
While I brood, when I sit.
Nature- who talks to me,
Who compels me to see-
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Breakers pound on the sandy shores
Beneath the starlit dome of emptiness.
As the shells lie on the sands by the scores,
The air’s gloomy with a sense.
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