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We shall play till day turns to night and night to day,

till the planets explode and crumbly bits glide down to Earth,

till the eerie glow in the basement is gone,

till flying cars dip and soar.

We shall play till the world’s last light is blown out . . .

By the lips of someone who has been playing for a thousand years and beyond.

Analise Braddock
Analise Braddock, 9
Katonah, New York