The Stars

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How I long to be with the stars
My spirit flying in space
Weaving in and out of planets.
But here I am,
Earthbound and lonely.
If only I could shed this skin,
And fly out of this
Atmosphere.
I wonder...
How many stars I can find,
When I am set free?

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