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Wrecked star

Is there any way to get through this,

Or am I being vulnerable too much?

The stars are moving in the sky,

Glitter spreading over the cake bellow.

Wind awakes me as I’ve slept like an infant,

My eyes struggling to unwrap, as the music began.

The rhythm got me all-dancing,

barefoot on the ice-covered land,

I keep rolling and chuckling,

Relishing the butterflies in my stomach.

I sing along with the moon,

as he shares his warmth with my soul,

My heart composed a hymn,

shows my suffering and my harms.

Consoling me with the rays, shining brightly in the sky,

Attempting to make me shine like him

He made me feel like a wrecked star.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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