f i v e
If I die young
I wish for my life
to be displayed in the stars,
whether it be
constellations
or the dying and birthint lights
that are lightyears away and
dead already.
Maybe even
the falling star
but I want it to be
out of rememberance
or beauty
or hardship.
Let my life
be displayed
in the stars.
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