In the morning of my night
The darkness is so very bright
Cold enough to make me sweat
This long day the shortest yet
Drinking all that I can eat
Standing tall as I take my seat
All is lost that has been found
A square so perfect in the round
I work so hard this game to play
The silent words of all I say
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(Originally written and posted on November 14, 2003)
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