follow your star
becoming a star
i was once like you, naïve, reckless, hurt, consumed with happiest moments, but when I met starboy my life changed. for he gave me the one wish I would ever desire.
“make me a star,” I said to the precious boy, “ fore I do not want to be lonely any longer.” he asked what I might name the star, but I told him,
“silly boy dont make me a star, make me a star. I wish to become a star, I do not want to be lonely any longer. I want to live amongst the heavens, never to be lonely again.”

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