Never say the sky is far,
When you are a shining star.
So, let no cloud your light conceal,
For the blind see not, but they could feel.
And shine for those who in darkness sail,
Be visible for those who hope you fail.
The sky is bleak, and dreadful is the night
When you sink deep without your light.
Never say that during the day
When the sun rises, your light goes away,
For though unseen, you are always there,
Waiting for nightfall to make the sky fair.
A starless sky is but a mourning gown,
A leafless tree in a deserted town.
And no necklaces for the lovers' will be made
If the jewels of the night forever fade.
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