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Anselm Kefer's Red Sea
That grueling ictus, Midnight,
parades around the town

expecting all the birds about
to hail her dark renown

But it's too dark. And most
collect upon their sleep:

Not even crickets in the shadows lost
are brave enough to leap.

Egon Schiele's Four Trees

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