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Suddenly we noticed that we were in darkness;
so we went into the house and lit the lamp.

The talk fell apart and bit by bit slid into a lake.
At last we rose and bidding each other good night went to our rooms.

In and about the house darkness lay, a black fog;
and each on his bed spoke to himself alone, making no sound.
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