The stars sprinkled stardust

on her skin every night.

This made all others jealous,

but she was unaware

that the stars loved her so much,

she would simply bury her face

in her hands

and softly weep.

But the stars had

a better plan for her.

– a.m degamo @lettersfromsanjuan.


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