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If there's music it's the music in my head,
the same blue music that became the theme
to every midday walk under the unseen stars
'til years ago you stopped believing they were there
and left me talking to the daylight moon, bereft.
In twilight now we see the proof.
The stars are there. They never left.
—with lines by Philip Levine
