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Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black

 Now hollow fires burn out to black, 
And lights are guttering low: 
Square your shoulders, lift your pack, 
And leave your friends and go.
Oh never fear, man, nought's to dread, Look not to left nor right: In all the endless road you tread There's nothing but the night.

Poem by A E Housman
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