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Story of the Stars
The kindness you give off,
Will remain the same,
Despite time's change,
I'm only sure of this,
Because I can't see myself,
Anywhere else but by your side,
Even if along the way,
I lose my freedom.
You could call it fate,
Or just the stupidity of my will,
But I see it as a promise,
Kept only by true friendship.
A star is said to be born everytime,
When those who are lost,
Discover that place,
They can truly call a home,
It's a story I've always been told,
So somewhere in destiny let it come true.
A star that's born wherever there's a smile,
Will always keep on shining brightly,
On those who can become kind,
A star that awakes when tears have fallen,
Will only head towards a gentle tomorrow.
A star of friendship is the same,
As a star that's made to only love......
But which one will come to you?
poem
by
Alex McCullough
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