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After hours of the shattering panes,

In the black of consuming night,

Robust was the vehicle,

Pining to suffer my plight.

Oh how it tried

Lying there in the black, to

Love and repent for its sins.

Under the oil the fire began,

Tongues of flames rolled true,

I watched that night

On the hill in the night, and by

no means was I through.

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