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mister star sat in the sky, waiting,
wondering when things were going to change,
when things were going to get better.
for millions of years he had been in the sky
waiting to be released from his prison,
released from his cell in the night.
it's so lonely up there
so lonely up there in the dark blue abyss.
he wondered about all the people down in earth
did they think about him?
did they know that he was the only star that couldn't twinkle,
the only star to shed tears when his vast home couldn't keep him company?
his desolation radiated from his center
and reached out all through existence.
he was the star of loneliness,
the star of desperation.
mister star was strong.
mister star was mister star was mister star was mister star
but he didn’t want to be and that’s the sad thing.
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