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After the Ball

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Night creeps into the cellars, musty and dull.     Tuxedos totter through the rubble of the street.     Faces are moldy and worn out.     The blue morning burns coolly in the city.     How quickly music and dance and greed melted...     It smells of the sun.    And day begins     With trolleys, horses, shouts and wind.     Dull daily labor cloaks the people in dust.     Families silently wolf down lunch.     At times a hall still vibrates through a skull,     Much dull desire and a silken leg.

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"Night creeps into the cellars, musty and dull...."

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