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When I find that I am standing

In the deepest black of night

I conger up the sunshine

And step into its light.



I do not merely take a step

But merrily dance away

Into the world where shadows

Have not a place to stay.



That's not to say the night is gone

Quite opposite is true

But in its web I won't be found

For I've better things to do.



You may ask me what's the sunshine

That dissipates the night?

It is the meter of the song

Within the words I write



So to paraphrase another

Of whose quality I lack

Poems are made by fools like me

To chase away the black.