Sometimes you think someone is so great, you see them in greens, yellows, and blues. But then they step out into the rain and all the bright colors that once consumed them begin to fade to blacks and whites.
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My Constellation of Poems ⭐️
PoesiaWe ourselves are a lot like stars. We look around and see that we are surrounded by others. Millions. We are no different. You see, but we don't realize our ability to shine bright, or that a child may be looking out their window wishing upon us. We...
