laying on cool damp grass
in this darkest of nights
my eyes look to the heavens
where the milky way holds sway
all at once both eerie and beautiful
the heavens are wondrous
stars fight for brightness
while, in truth the Milky Way is our jewel
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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