No Light in Sight

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There were no lights
But burning wicks
And delights
Dry fetid sticks

Should you write
Not in braille
Yet lacking sight
Might you fail

Then a battle
to progress
Shake a rattle
To win success

Leave the cave
No climate change
The al fresco rave
Time is strange









	


	

			


	

			

				

					

		
		

			
Published by T.M. Shorewick

		


		

						
		

	

		

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