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My life is like a shooting star.
It moves to fast for doubt. It does not travel very far. I can't alter it's route. I've spent more time trying to fail, and living in the past. Should have been trying to prevail. Stars like me burn too fast. I should have been the earth or sun or moon. I'd had more time to know it ends too soon.
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