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?”

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.”

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