I sit in the dark listening to some forgotten, ancient melancholy tune... The candlelight flickers, but only barely, since there is no air stirring... No storms brewing... Only the cadence of the cricket and firefly can I hear as my music slowly dwindles... When the comfort of electricity is abruptly taken away, you notice all the little things that are always here but camouflaged within our modern daily lives...
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