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The lights of Salt Lake remind me of a jewelry box. Ribbons of light and sparkling dots cover the valley and part way up the mountains. I could stay awake all night to just stare at them and be inspired by the way they light up the earth but in a way don't even compete with the ceiling of stars. People are always complaining about how the night sky is overpowered by the city lights. I happen to enjoy the blend of the bluish black velvet sky and its silvery stars and the warm gold and red glow from downtown. Then again I've always liked things like that. Perhaps I'm just silly and overly dramatic. But somehow I don't believe that matters. There's something nice about being able to see things this way.