Night lines

I have come to the borders of sleep, The unfathomable deep Forest where all must lose Their way, however straight, Or winding, soon or late; They cannot choose.
Edward Thomas Lights Out lines 1–6 first published 1917
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Poems (1917)
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Public domain: Edward Thomas died in 1917; this edition was published in 1917.

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