Like a warm rainy day, dying to be danced in

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She's made of whatever stars are made of
And that makes her scintillate
Even when things go dark

In the end, we are all just wild love and space dust

The way she talked about the things she loved made the whole room turn to see what shon

It was the way her soul captivated mine
Like a warm rainy day, dying to be danced in

How will the stardust in you shine if you keep fearing the darkness your whole life?

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