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OPENING NIGHT

Empty branches reach into
darkening breeze.
Eerie echoes ring from
deeper horizon.
Colder days, longer nights
made for reflection …
And wind sings, trees dance,
stars laugh in the moonlight.

Silent night, peace and cold
Imbue me with music
In ecstasy, I dance to the stars.