Light isn't always bright at first, stars start off needing a little boost.
Maybe that's my metaphor.
I am a star in need of a little universal kick in the butt.
I've come to realize that it is okay to ask for help from those who are willing to help.
I don't need to be a lone star amongst the vast universes.
I can have my cluster close to me, less lonely.
I love my cluster so much and I hope they know that; the most beautiful cluster of stars in the galaxy that form a heart the same shape as mine.
I am a star in this galaxy.
My light will shine on.
My cluster will brighten me up when my light dims down.
I am not alone in this life.
I hope I find these stars in the next.
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Angel Adagio
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Trigger warnings: Violence, Death. "May the Sun burn your tongue out, woman," Fredrick's father screamed the curse into his mother's ear as their elegant little carriage rumbled along, its polished wood and gilded trim glinting in the torchlight. They had just left the small village of Saffron and were on an unnamed road to the capital for the Royal wedding. Fredrick leaned back in his plush velvet seat to escape into the passing landscape, but across from him sat the servant boy, a scrappy lad named Jack. Jack's eyes held a mixture of awe and fear, the kind that only a commoner could feel in the presence of nobility. Jack looked up and caught Fredrick's gaze, offering him a sad little smile before reaching into his pocket and retrieving a little caramel treat. This candy was no doubt stolen from the kitchen treat cupboard; if he was caught with it, he would be locked in the box as punishment.
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Awesome! Beautiful poem!