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May 2018
I love the stars.
Actually, I don’t just love them, I need them.
Sometimes I get so out of touch with reality and feel like literally nothing is right but then I look up. I see the clear sky and the bright stars and everything is right again. I’m grounded, here, on earth. I am okay again. They are big and bright and beautiful and I am okay.
Kyra Burnett
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Kyra Burnett  21/F/West Virginia
(21/F/West Virginia)   
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