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System Of Stars

Stars turn out in unknown numbers vast Blanketed in a field of smokey mist Who will count them but the children Rolling across the greenery of hills Falling off the cliff from infancy Into infinity at the cost of babies ages There is only one direction, up Which is not too far from heaven If you find it please inform us We got lost between the covers of the night When the compass brakes we still continue Our lives become so low we rise To carry out assignments in the sky Stars show up to shower us with reason Our accountants count on them at night Calculators crunch the endless numbers Grind to a stop when the lights go out

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Date: 11/2/2019 6:13:00 AM
Great analogy Earl, nice to see you posting... stars seem to inspire many a poet...
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