Ann, good, but things I wish
When, in future milleniums
they come to sift the dark
through our darkness (dark not repeated)
that played
while the world burned. (this S to be three lines to hold form.
against the dying of the light.
Against that night
where none went gentle.
More consistent rhyme.
Thanks.
Gary
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