A sunny day brings not calmness
And stormy nights breath
A sunny day brings calmness
And stormy nights breath
Cease to see what springs
Brightness
Nightness seems to be
The image of a likeness
Now then light is not
A time or day or night
But altogether the absence
Of can pile fright
And stormy nights breath
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