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William Ernest Henley - The Skies Are Strown With Stars
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The skies are strown with stars,
The streets are fresh with dew
A thin moon drifts to westward,
The night is hushed and cheerful.
My thought is quick with you.

Near windows gleam and laugh,
And far away a train
Clanks glowing through the stillness:
A great content`s in all things,
And life is not in vain.
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