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WAITING BOTH
A star looks down at me,
And says: “Here I and you
Stand, each in our degree:
What do you mean to do,—
Mean to do?”
And says: “Here I and you
Stand, each in our degree:
What do you mean to do,—
Mean to do?”
I say: “For all I know,
Wait, and let Time go by,
Till my change come.”—“Just so,”
The star says: “So mean I:—
So mean I.”
Wait, and let Time go by,
Till my change come.”—“Just so,”
The star says: “So mean I:—
So mean I.”
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