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  Up in a dirty window in a dark room is a star 
which an old man can see. He looks at it. He can 
see it. It is the star of the room; an electrical 
freckle that has fallen out of his head and gotten 
stuck in the dirt on the window.

  He thinks he can steer by that star. He thinks he 
can use the back of a chair as a ship's wheel to 
pilot his room through the night.

  He says to himself, brave Captain, are you afraid?

  Yes, I am afraid; I am not so brave.

  Be brave, my Captain.

  And all night the old man steers his room through 
the dark . . .

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