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A poem of inspiration drawn from the stars |
| Look up at the night sky, What do you see? Sometimes there are stars that fly, But sometimes it's just bleek. The stars, they look inspirational, As though anyone could be That one bright, shining spot In another persons missory. We can break right through the clouds And shine into the sea Of people walking back and forth Down the long hallways aimlessly. Lighting up the world for such people Could bring them a new life of ease. What could you do with this talent? You could inspire even the trees. |