Poetry

It all became with a deseperate lover who wanted to give himself to the world. One day, he decided to give up small pieces of himself to the sky, each with their own story, in order to show what he was made of. They became the stars, and everyone did the same. And now, when you look up at the sky, you’ll see the best part of each and everyone of us. 
Just a small story about star ahah. I was bored :).

Shooting stars

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