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I look up to the stars,
no one around, except me and them,
spots of light,
pieces of the universe, components of everything that surrounds us.
I wonder what they know, the things they have seen,
remembering the song I once sung as a child.
Everyone sees these same stars.
They exist for us, guide us,
our lives intertwined with theirs.
Do you think they remember us?
Anointing the sky, they shine boldly and inspire us to think and write and do.
Yes, I think they remember us.
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