Stars
The the night sky You look up and see
The constelatoins Of history
One explains hope
anothor explains Disaster
But all is Beauty
All is Beautiful Tonight
The stories told to each human
Each is unique and beautiful
They prove love
They prove hate
They show a story
From our past
We each hold one
Mine I call Samantha
The story of life and death
The abuse people dont see
The love and The hate
Thats my story
we all have a story
I wanna hear your Voice
Your story
Your life
Your Constelatoins
made of Matter
and shine on forever
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