The Moya View
Suppose the stars burn with a just divine neither man nor beast can rightly define?A blessed passion we can not returnand that humbles all love in its big burn?Will we miss them more should they glow awayleaving all to define their life long way?Will we look at the then starless night skyand remember there were things more sublime?
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