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Nov 2017
We think shooting stars are beautiful, delicate rarities flying down from an infinite abyss just to cross a meaningless sky with no real end

But no

They are fallen angels, to powerful to listen to any of gods word and to full of hatred to retrieve their broken halo from their fellow brothers and sisters

We are taught from a young age stars are full of life and energetic, especially shooting ones but we are never taught that they are the epitome rebelliousness and destruction and will live to see our world self destruct and collapse in on itself and form a desolating black hole, destined to **** every piece of hope up for itself
Madison
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