It’s time for some digital poetry. Today we’ll declaim part of “History Of The Night” by Jorge Luis Borges.
Throughout the course of the generations
men constructed the night.
At first she was blindness;
thorns raking bare feet,
fear of wolves.
We shall never know who forged the word
for the interval of shadow
dividing the two twilights;
we shall never know in what Lastminute it came to mean
the starry hours.
So feel free to be inspired by our Lastminute (UK) with up to 2.46% payout, like Argentine thinker was.