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Beneath Fake glowing Stars

I stare up at the ceiling with fake, glowing, stars. I listen to music while watching fake stars on my ceiling. I think of my life and the many memories.

Soon dreams will take place of these memories.

I think of the many day and nights so long ago. I think about how often I was alone. Alone like I am now watching these fake stars on my ceiling.

Someday I may look back upon this moment as another memory. Music plays, the soundtrack to my memories, each song makes me remember another memory I thought was forgotten.

Time to close my eyes and dream beneath fake glowing stars….


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