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there's a sizzle and a screech a loud boom you can see the streams of light reflected in her eyes sometimes the fireworks and the stars look the same to her she likes to think that maybe sometimes they are but some die out after a few seconds and the others last millions, billions, trillions of years she stretches to see all of the stars but it hurts and she can't stretch that far she longs to see one up close put one in her pocket for safekeeping but she'll settle for the stars in her own eyes they twinkle far brighter and longer than any silly supernova
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
stars
there's a sizzle and a screech a loud boom you can see the streams of light reflected in her eyes sometimes the fireworks and the stars look the same to her she likes to think that maybe sometimes they are but some die out after a few seconds and the others last millions, billions, trillions of years she stretches to see all of the stars but it hurts and she can't stretch that far she longs to see one up close put one in her pocket for safekeeping but she'll settle for the stars in her own eyes they twinkle far brighter and longer than any silly supernova
a little words from watching fireworks.
amie-stager
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
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