Some wait for the stars to shine.
Others pine and hope against hope
For the day the stars will all align.
I build a fire
And watch the smoke go up.
I put my hands up in the sky
And feel the stars on my fingertips
And the starlight in my hair.
I’m unsubscribed
From the way things ought to be.
I have love here
Deep in the heart of me tonight.
-jenn
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