Stardust
– For we are all specks in this world full of lost souls and broken hearts.
– In which a young, ink-stained girl, talks about the thoughts that haunts her.
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The young girl faced the moon that night, the wisps of her hair flowing with the breeze.
She has no one else to talk to but the round, glowing moon; as well as the stars that kept them company.
"You know what's crazy?" She wistfully asked the big ball of silver light who always quietly listens to her musings.
"We are all nothing but specks in this world full of lost souls and broken hearts. I just hope we find the magic behind our stardusts, and the meanings that we've been keeping for the rest of our sole existence.”
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Stardust © by IsadoraQuagmire13.
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