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you say im like a star

bright, beautiful, and out of reach

until i came crashing down, right into your palms

i guess it was then you realized

i was nothing more than a meteorite

a jagged dull rock floating in space

among some of the most beautiful things

i blended in well in the dark sky

but i didnt fit thus i fell

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