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Star Nostalgia

A/N- This is more like a bunch of thoughts strung together than a poem. At some points it's free verse and at some points I think it rhymes. I honestly don't know what I was doing with this poem. It's seven pages on Google Docs too, so it's not short. I think I was just vibing and thoughts came into my head and I wrote them down in poem format. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this!

If you can see yourself in the stars

They're probably your own stars

If you can't remember which stars are yours

Look into your heart

They'll surely be somewhere in that big space

There are a lot of stars in my heart

I've collected them and left them there

Over the years, as I've grown

Many stars have fallen from the cosmos above

And engraved themselves in my shining heart

I love each star equally

Pat them and kiss them every night and day

So they can bloom, I give them the water of my blood and sweat

And the food of my boundless love

My dreams were always a bit too much

But these stars shine in me, fed by the effort

I put in to achieve them, and tell me 'We'll get there someday,'

I put my faith in them as they have in me

And know one day I'll become what I want to be

I have my own style, and so do my stars, we're all unique

How can you tell which ones are mine

They're usually the most well-fed

I feed them daily, with the sadness I endure from following my dreams

I'll become number one in this bland world

Add a splash of my colors to this stark white population

Of depressed adults, always watching news and working overtime

They'll be dyed a bright tie-dye with my lovely rainbow heart

So they can find their own stars someday

Asian, European, Australian, African, whatever race you are

We all come from the same earth, so we all are the same and beautiful

We can share the same stars, I'll give mine to anyone, if they're kind

I don't prefer one over the others, that's not right

I'll accept anyone, race or emotional background notwithstanding

You can never find fatter stars than mine, but that's fine

They're beautifully fat, they belong that way, they're nicely well fed

Don't you disrespect them or fatshame them now, they're really hot

They'll burn you badly, but I'll be there to kiss your hands

Spread my healing balm all over you, make you mine

We can share our stars now

Which ones are yours? The smallest ones

Which ones are mine? The fattest ones

Now there's a problem here

Your stars are so underfed, they're about to die