Contributor: Bruce Mundhenke

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When the lights in the heavens
No longer shine,
And an ocean of darkness pervades,
No sunrise to chase the darkness away,
No spoken words to be heard,
Nothing to touch and no one to touch,
And no scenery ever to see,
Only darkness; oblivion;
The absense of anything.


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Bruce Mundhenke writes in Illinois, where he lives with his wife and their dog and cat.