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On this silent night

Venus lifts her veil as she waits on the horizon

Through her crescent smile, she holds her breath

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I lower my wool scarf to smell the cold, unfiltered air

I listen to park branches, illumined by reliable moonlight

Light and time slow as the night draws closer to solstice

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Still people retire to warm flats

Still nature folds under ice sidewalks

Still night in the city

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Though reliable as she may be

Venus suspends herself for a moment

From life forever in revolution

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I too wait until the moment

When a revolution ends

And another begins

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When ice cracks on a frozen pond

When a jet bellows in the distance

When sirens echo on city streets

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Venus lowers her veil

And with a pulse she breathes again on the celestial city horizon

Before blending back into this silent night

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