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Morning Stars
Their twinkling in the Dawning Sky
Compels the gaze and fills the heart
With wonder at such beauty
Remote and delicate

Morning Stars
Compelled in spite of the Dawning Sky
To gaze at their own twinkling
To covet the wonder of eyes and heart
Remote and fleeting

The cold blanket Forgetfulness comes
And sadness for those who know the Dawning Sky
Heart and gaze remember whence the twinkle came
But the Morning Stars turn away and are