I was the shining star, twinkled flirtatiously and illuminated thoroughly, even through the darkest piece of dream
I am the fading star, pretendly glowing despite the upcoming fall, instead of desolating or being desolated
But one day I'll be born again in the heavens, I'll be sparkling more sincerely, burning more prettily, and outshining more honestly than today
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