A Few Odd Hours Past Midnight-Thirty

Here at the time between dusk and dawn
When the moon hangs high and the stars stretch long,
At the angelic chime of the witching hour
When even some neon lights shut down power,
Meet me at the place where shadows cower:
Under the overpass.


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