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With gentle fingers
The rain is softly
Playing sad melodies
On the black instrument of night.
We are sitting in the darkness,
Each in his own house
(The children have fallen asleep)
Listening…
Jeremiah:Not now the time for beginnings. The end draws nigh.The Mother:It is time! It is time! Long since have you grown to manhood. The house has need of a wife, and of children to raise up seed to…