the sky is pitch black,
but actually there are billion stars behind it,
even zillion,
that shine with hopes.
i'm just a small creature,
just a single living person,
with a heartbeat that fends me,
and with a brain that leads me,
.
.
.
but that's exactly why.
that's exactly why i'm walking,
exactly why i'm breathing,
and why i'm smiling,
because i know,
i know that all stars have hopes.
and i do have one.
----the end.
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