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May 2013
The way the stars shine bright.
They are mostly all dead stars.
The light shining after all these years.
Still shining for everyone to see.

I can not help but to wonder,
Will my light stay shining when I am gone?
Will people still talk about me for many years?
I hope they see the good that I see in the stars.
Dennis Meeker
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Dennis Meeker  24/M/Ohio, US
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