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by jwiminssi

by jwiminssi

                                    
                                              a/nㅡthis is not a story, this is just a short poem i made one time during TLE class (home economics)
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                          A boy whose world was the universe itself
                          He was fragile
                          Always sitting by the steps, doing nothing but looking at the constellations, eyes shining like the stars above
                          How he wished to see them up close, and not just with a telescope
                          Such a dreamer he was
                          Always looking at the sky, wanting to float and glow like the stars
                          But alas, the world was a cruel place
                          For reality was sad, but he knew that
                          He can never shine like them
                          As he can only watch from afar, keeping on wishing.