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Dec 2013
Saw a shooting star when the voices in my head said run away.

But the stars thought differently, they said stay.

They saw me struggle, and instead of me gone tonight they sent a star.

A sign that everything would be fine.

One day I hope to be as selfless as the stars and leave another without any scars.
mia b
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mia b  Tempe
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