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The Light Inhabiting the Darkness after Midnight.
"And I should go on singing through the world,
Like mountain streams in June, all laughingly,
And rippled o'er with dimples; and my life
Would be like bees in sultry Summer time,
Brown-barred, but rich and rough with jagged gold."
--J Stanyan Bigg
Telecommunications Center Skopje.
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