Luxury [poem]

berries for breakfast and lunch, in the cold heart of winter;
brightest light at midnight as well as noon;
symphonies at the flick of a finger,
grandest theater known to man;
books beyond number,
in many languages, from many times:
a century or more ago,
kings might wish themselves me,
or those of greatest wealth look on in envy.

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