Night Sky

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The stars come out to dance

Circling each other in the sky. 

They bow and they dip

They grasp at each other like straws.

Their arms loop around their planets

While the world spins on by.


The stars' glow in the night

They are lights at the end of the dock.

The gloom is erased when the stars 

Come out to perform their ballet.

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