There will be stars over the place forever;
After the house and the street we loved are lost,
Every time the earth circles her orbit
On the night the autumn equinox is crossed
Two stars we knew, poised on the peak of midnight
Will reach their zenith; stillness will be deep—
There will be stars over the place forever,
There will be stars forever, while we sleep.
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