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A little star fell in my pocket,

I felt it as it cried.
I guess it couldn’t breathe in there,

…but I never knew stars died.

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Falling Star…

Poetry
September 18, 2013September 19, 2013 Merethe Walther Quote Tagged death, poem, poetry, rhyme, sad, silly, start, writing Leave a comment
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