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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖: Write a poem about a conversation between the moon and the stars.

A small light ascended the Night sky;
a new star joined the Astra.

The star was greeted by Luna:

"Hey, there little one,
you no longer have to run.

You've done your very best.
Now take some time and rest."

The moon smiled bright,
but the star dimmed its own light.

"What is on your mind?
You can tell me; I promise to be kind."

The star looked up and then quickly down.
Luna thought and then took off her crown.

"If you aren't ready,
don't force yourself to speak.
But remember:
you were never weak.

You've made it this far,
despite your inner war.

You're tired, I understand.
Try to let me lend you a hand."

She turned the crown into a sparkling light.

"This will guide you
through the darkest night.

Hold it to your heart;
let it melt with your Soul.

And remember: only your actions
are what you control.

Feel what you have to feel
and always try to be kind,
but be never afraid
to speak your own mind.

It will take a lot of time,
but with the right support
you'll eventually feel fine.

Know that we're here
if you ever feel blue.
You'll get through this.

I believe in you."

The star accepted her light
and refueled for another fight.

The little one came back every night,
until it eventually shone bright.

It had realized its own worth
and now guides all the lost Souls on planet Earth.

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