Star

Thu, 01/15/2015 - 10:48 -- Esppage

 

We are all born to follow a star

Following the path as it wanders far

A star can mean so many things

Fresh each new perspective brings

A star is a guide for those of fate

Catch the star before it’s too late

A star is a ball of dust and gas

Of medium, high, or lowish mass

A star is a hope that shines in the night

A radiant, beautiful, inspiring light

But the best kind of star is one I hold dear:

“Don’t worry, my darlings, there’s nothing to fear.

This is something I learned while traveling afar

A star, after all, is nothing but a star.”

 

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