When you cry you are the moon
Is it you or the moon who is more unhappy
When you laugh you link up with the sun
Don't you feel that burst of light
Completely releasing you in a flash
Total freedom for a second or two
But when you see the changing stars
You know for certain you're lost
Unless you hold on to the one
In the center calling your name
North to its own country
That most distant intimate point
That dwarfs and lifts you up
And leaves you standing on the earth
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