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Late at night's call
Leaves and days fall
Waves left a sign
Which they declined
Am I stranded
On the way
Lost, behind
Lonely in the wind
These circles tied us
Long ago
The break from life
Formed a way
The darkest hours
On a cold wind
Again the nights form
A bleak enraged thought
Leaving behind
All that I spent
All the wage
Lost in sight
Lonely in the wind
The silent talkers
From below
A stream of light
Flowing in
The darkest towers
Now become
The wind