I fervently pray the stars will exhort themselves to shine a little brighter for you.

I fervently pray that the stars love confessions convened as mere twinkling in our murky skies reaches your most abhorred constellated thoughts.

I fervently pray that Asteria, the starry one would exhort her little ones to lustre their youthful laughter on your window panes
in hopes to ease every ache you behold.

For you are astral, and in every traum, you could hear Asteria indeed emanating her vows across every utopia.

The vows articulated:

"For thee, I'll make the one thee adore the joyous out of all"