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May 2016
You were once amongst the brightest star
That illuminated the world from afar
But now, they call you a dead one
Long ago exploded and gone

But still we see your light
You still twinkle in the night
You still light up the dark
Still a beautiful piece of art

They call you a dead star
But beauty I found in your destruction
How I will love explosion
If light will still be seen after a billion of years

They call you a dead star
But you still shine with the other
What a lovely death indeed
To die but still light will be seen
Late night thoughts. How lovely is the sky tonight.
Isabelle
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Isabelle  25/F/Philippines
(25/F/Philippines)   
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