Twinkling lanterns shone high
In the Johnstown night sky
In a fashion not seen for years.
At least not by me. But then again,
When do I scan the starry reaches
For those flickers of radiance?
This night I jogged thud after thud
Of tarry motorway, running fast,
Thinking deep, escaping very far.
Snow had fallen for one whole
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