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Stars and Stardust

we are made of stardust and accidents.

our unequal corners, unequal eyes

the sky is not the same blue, or grey or white, or black. anywhere, any day

the leaves of the same tree are different

we are not perfection

we are made or stardust and accidents

and everyday we are becoming more of ourselves

and becoming everything else

in this constant dance between

being us and being together.

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