Of Dreaming Stars

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In My Veins 

I know Im Flawed

I Must Master Perfection

A goal I Adore.


To aspire for the Unattainable

Exactly The Point of Life

Fairytale

Exhale the Doubt 

and 

Inhale the Lies

of Youthl


Born from Stardust

We Shimmer to the Ground

In The White Chill

of a Perishing  Milky Way.

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