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Jan 06, 2008
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The Night
What folly does this night bring?
A pleasurable view to the private eye?
Or maybe just the singular enjoyment of some solitude.
One cannot say, for sure.
For even the best ideas run awry.
Lost forever, are the lone possibilities,
for so numerous are the challenges, of today.
And plenty are their nemises, too.
For one can spoil the night for two,
nine, for the baseball fan,
and an entire cast, for the avid film critic.
It is far better to "wing it", in my humble opinion.
For gone, is the anticipation trap,
gone, is the worry angle,
and gone, is the wondor factor.
All that is left, is the imagination,
the harmless tickle of the shadows,
and the night..........and all of it's beauty.
— docmaverick, Jan 06, 2008
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