Answers Cell Respiration Lab

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The night you Slept



night you also resembles remote
night crying,
silent, deep in the heart, the stars spend
and tired.
One cheek touches a cheek
is a cold shiver, someone
discussed and implores you, alone,
lost in you, in your mouth.

Night suffers and longs for the dawn, poor heart
start. Oh
faces covered, dark distress, fever
sad stars,
some people, like you, waiting for the dawn
silently scanning your face!
're lying under the night as a closed horizon
dead. Poor heart
start,
were in a distant time of day. Cesare Pavese