Stars
I see the stars
That hold a story of a life in every one
Souls, whose joy is shown through light
As bright as the sun!
The cold,
Turning into peace
The peace of past generations
For me to keep
Here, with you
I am lifted off the ground
To join the stars,
To leave my scars.
To join the stars,
And shine bright,
Like the sun.
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