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Page after page, and all through the night

Amongst the clouds and stars, he read

A beacon, his lantern would always stay lit

By the moon, as the words filled his head

Yet the moon never quarreled, about the time

After all, he thought, the child is learning

So patiently, he awaited the morning sun

Till then, he kept the nightlight burning



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