Star. Star is what I call each of us. We are all a body of star but the only difference is we have people's name. We are a star that possessed different light. We are a star that illuminates someone's murk world. Vast darkness has became a comfort zone of an aching-soul. It became a home. It's where they've found peace, and it's where puny and fragile hearts can rest. They got used of the umbra to the point that they've forgotten about the light. The light within them. Surrounded by the vast eerie of darkness with eyes painted with watercolor, unanticipatedly star that scintillates and emits an enchanting light waltzed. It holds hues that helps illuminates every murk lateral. But, the light it has is something hazardous yet fascinating. ...Is this stellar still be called as scintillating star regardless of the peril and blemish it has? And what's the story behind every light this star possessed?Tous Droits Réservés
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