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This feels like the longest night in existence. All the lights in the house are out-my mother and grandmother had gone to bed a while ago-and I'm left to lay in the darkness of my bedroom. It's quiet, so painfully quiet. It's gotten too cold for the crickets and now the night is filled with unsettling, infrequent gusts of wind. I'd much rather hear