Street light, street light, burning bright
bright from your perch of highest height
you flash your torch on the weary road,
far down the path that men erode.
For when your light goes swiftly off
the dark creeps in from every trough
every hole and every cave
releases the blackness from the grave.
But then with a minuscule flick
and an even slighter click,
returns the halo of luminescence
along with the ethereal guiding presence.
-Pamplemousse
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