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Nov 2019
Thrown off a shooting star, I drifted through space
I watched stars pass by, but none offered me their light
Then I found your star with its pale glow
I basked in its light, and offered what I could of my own

For a moment, I could see your star in the future shining next to mine
But then it flickered and dimmed, and I didn't have enough light to help
So I waited for the day when our stars would shine together.
I watched it grow brighter, day after day

It burned brighter, and brighter,
Then went out.
Leaving nothing but the cold, unending black.

I don't know when it faded.
I don't know why.
All I know is that your star is gone.

I can still see the light behind my eyes.
The warmth left on my skin hasn't turned cold.
And that small light you gave me
Is still there for me to share.

Even though your star is gone
And it will never return
Its light will never fade
so long as my star burns on.
For my Uncle Rick
Ian Dunn
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Ian Dunn  29/M
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