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By midnight
The sleep setting
Has shut off the clock

And it’s quiet
Except
For the locusts

Who chirp and hum
from dusk through the dark
Not going silent

til dawn.
At midnight the magic
Is strong and close

So we huddle ourselves
In bed
Or wander the silent, empty house

At midnight
In the quiet
In the dark
Shhhh. Don’t be scared.

Form: terzanelle (ish)

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