'Stardust.'

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Maybe we are made from the same stardust, you and I.
Identical two's.
Stardust creates us all, our energy interlinks with stardust, creating who we are.
There's a void in someone, you will fill.
They will no longer swim in darkness, but the color of your eyes and your love.
Some people couldn't care less for the existence of others, don't be like that.
Be the killer of darkness and the killer of the void and the sadness.
Some people have stars in their eyes for you, look for them and not the ones who would rather suffocate, rather than see your worth or love.
If someone makes your body not feel as if it's not your own, take that feeling and push it down, smash it into smithereens, own yourself.
You are your bodies owner and you are perfect.
Your body is your won canvas.
You are art.
You show the world a new beauty that no one seen before.
It's okay to feel sad and realize that someone has ruined your body image, I've been there.
You aren't alone, ever.
If someone makes your safety alarms go off, let it be known.
You are made from unique stardust.
It's okay to choke on the smoke along the way, if you feel your life burning behind you.
As long as you don't sit there and let the smoke consume you.

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