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Oh, Stars! How I fear what I think is true!
Does this kind of thing ever happen to you? I doubt it does for, Stars, you see You have no soul that hurts, like me And how I wish it all would leave And how I wish You would believe Oh, Stars! Please help me find myself today Before I go off alone, astray! Who am I Stars? What makes me real? What are these scars? Why can't I feel?
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