Bend low again, night of summer stars.
So near you are, sky of summer stars,
So near, a long arm man can pick off stars,
Pick off what he wants in the sky bowl,
So near you are, summer stars,
So near, strumming, strumming,
So lazy and hum-strumming.
The author wrote clearly with a solid subject of the stars. But the author wrote in a way you could interpret your own opinion.
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