When I
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When I look at the crystal moon
just beyond my little window pane,
the night becomes aglow
with such wonder to gain -
When I think how small
the perceptions of man,
I hold carefully every thought
in the palm of my hand -
When I feel the night
ablaze like the beauty of day,
I consider how unworthy
the meager words I shall find to say -
When I and my heart are taken
by the evening sky and it's gentle wind,
I know
I will never be the same, ever again -
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