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I Talk To The Stars

Every night I see the stars

The stars lead to the moon

And the moon will lead to the sun

The stars are always there

But you can never see them

But I talk to them in the day

Connecting them at night

After a while I notice some one star

Is in a different position then it was

The night before

They talk to me back

Growing and shrinking

Never speaking any particular language

But I understand

They cry fire and it burns them

But only I hear the screams

I beg help for them, no one listens


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Reply by mystical illusions

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I like that wright... and yes stars burn out ... 

all the time but maybe another is reborn in its place :>)


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