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COOL AS DIAMONDS
On hot summer nights
In my younger years
I opened my bedroom window
And leaned upon the sill
God's myriad stars
Were a source of wonder
Beckoning my wishes
And watching over me
Cool as diamonds
And almost reachable
But now I know
About light-years
And hot hydrogen gases
And how God's choices
Became Newton's laws
And that stars no longer care
About wishes and little boys
