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Just a star

I want Just a star And then we are The stars that twinkle Close to the heart Of snowy, blizzardy winter arrested in the wish Of never-ending shine. Happy never-ending shine of winter and precious gifts!        

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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