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Ponderous Pigeon

Arecibo at night

Arecibo,

What obvious beauty your streets held, even barely lit by the moon.

I do not know what I was looking for in your darkness.

But I can tell you, no one I found was lost.

And in that darkness, I saw light in all those whom were on their way.

They illuminated the footsteps I should take by showing me where they have been.

I found light on your ill illuminated streets.