Teardrop stains on a starry night
From fallen jewels once in the sky
They dot the plains and open fields
hold on to leaves on a warm July
What sorrow do these dewdrops yield
that sit among the windthrow
Cry amongst the blowdown
As they accompany the willow
In the places, they are strown
Fallen down on a starry night
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