I stare at the stars and the sky up above and think "what am I made of?"
Am I full of sorrow? Am I hurt and pained?
Or am I filled with love?
Or am I filled with love?
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@DancingStarGoddess I WAS ABOUT TO PUT THE EXACT SAME THING!!