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do they? it's the pebbles that make life insurmountable boulders we expect but too much gravel we trip on when it's so black all day has ceased when life is as bleak as bleakest jet i lie back look to the core of the charcoal night i gaze deep into the soul of the ancient pitch and ask "do the stars still shine tonite?"
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