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Tell me what I did wrong,

Was it the way I laugh at the wrong times?
Or maybe the way I just see smiling faces?

I don’t know.

I’m moving cinderblocks,
and you’re moving dandelions.

Why don’t you love me?

Grey consumes my life-
I thought you would be a definite,

I was wrong.

Wrong.

Wrong.

Wrong.
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The stars shine down,
It brings us light,
Light comes down,
To make us paths,
It watches us
And mourns for us

The stars shine down,
To give us night,
Night calls out;
The darkest winds
A fearful thrill
In darkness still

The stars shine down
And cries for all
With sailing wind,
They float amidst
The stars of nights
Bring lights forth

The stars shine forth
To rid Erebus dark
Stars of ephemeral;
Unwinding nights gold
The stars shine down
And give us calm.
A poem about the stars of the night; this can relate to life in a thousand ways.
The stars illuminates the night, giving forth strength and so even in the darkest path, there is still a light that can be unveiled to overshadow the darkness.
Ovi-Enita, Odiete, June 2015.

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