Oh twinkling stars that shine afar
What use your heat, your light?
They do not ignite our earth bound lives;
Cold your comforts, shorn of life.
Darkness of nights surrounds you
to fill our souls with misery untold;
Then, as days unfold,we move
beyond that grimness
to a land of gold, within our hearts,
From there no light departs in fear
nor surrenders to an unknown dark,
ever smiling, our stars shine.
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