There are other kinds of stars
The shooting stars
That once go away,
never come back.
The ones that die
But—
Still shine bright in the sky
and—
the one that give false hopes.
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Stars
There are other kinds of stars
The shooting stars
That once go away,
never come back.
The ones that die
But—
Still shine bright in the sky
and—
the one that give false hopes.
