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Since we have Slept – we shouldn’t Die –
For Sleeping was – a Truce –
And – lock by lock – we are Risen –
Even Night be a Sluice!

Might it be – I discomforted –
Some barge of – dark and light –
Might it be – prithee then Father –
Do sleep – I’ll dam the night!

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