when i was young and dark

when i was young and dark and full of stars, 
i walked the weary waterside of night, 
and looked across at building lights, and cars, 
and grew a little gentler at the sight 

of all the life that was not me, which meant 
the universe was more than my conceit: 
a galaxy of people, some asleep, 
a few of whom might just think life 

is sweet

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