I patted his back
Sat down on the dirt beside him
Beside a blooming miracle of lilac
I told him to forget about everything,
To look up at the sky,
And to listen to the stars singing
I whispered in his ear
“There are people up there who understand you.”
For the first time, he seemed eager
He leaned forward and said
“It’s that starry night that we must glorify.”
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