|Marcie waits across the crowded
A guide to all the mysteries of night.
Revels are the doorstep to true knowing,
Coming as they do as we are going,
Initiates to a labor without light,
Enveloped in a glory unrevealing.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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