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Thoughts

We gazeabove and study why
the stars bewhich and twinkle high
above the moon where man 1st trod
almost seems to smile and nod
storms winds howl and blow, but clear
then downy puffball clouds appear
how poor we'd be not to behold
the evening sun set of, red and gold
a rainbow decked with every hue
and summer sky of corn flower blue