stars

Life is like a burning star. It gives you light and it gives you dark. It shows you your weakness and it shows you your power. You ask why is my star burning, as the night air cools it down. Melting like cold water, or frozen like an ice cube in a freezer, Even as the moon cover the sun in its own control .the burning star is not shinnying like your smile its dying but the dust in the wind that kills the flowers of hope. Life is like a flower you grow, you die then the next one begins.


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