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At most two thousand stars

Can be seen with the naked eye from earth.

A difficult number to grapple with,

Too large and, on the other hand, too small.

A simple mathematical equation

May throw the problem into relief.

Consider a battlefield.

The fighting has ended

And the bodies lie still in the grass.

How many dead soldiers

Equal the sky overhead?

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