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Under the light of the shimmering stars
You think to yourself just who you are
A wandering child, a kin of the Earth
Placid silver goddess,
hanging in the velvet sky
Love placed with a kiss,
Gentle enough to make me cry
Bathed in moonlight,
With Her light to guide me
There once was a woman
Who watched the stars
The movements of Mercury
Venus and Mars
She knew all twelve houses
And where they'd reside
At any point in time
Just by watching the sky
