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When the power is cut off You are forced to take a rest. It will do no good to scoff! You must treat it as a test. You know not how long you'll be Sitting, peering at a star, Thinking of infinity And how helpless we all are. If you find a candle bright You can venture up the stair, Conquering the inky night, Offering to God a prayer. | ||
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