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Stars watch over you when you fall asleep under them at night. It is from stardust that we are all born into what we are today. The gasses that they produce and the colors that they have to show for all of the hard work that they must go though just so that we can survive and live the lives that we have. The stars know all that we could never understand about ourselves. We stare into the vast expanses of the sky and wonder what is out there when they already know; they know what is in ourselves as well. They know our true desires and what we will do to obtain them.   There is no person that put them there though. They are there fr

I miss the days Of boxes and grass. The days that would never end Even after the sun went down. I long for the days Of long walks under the moon.   The days that would seem to start After the moon had risen. I grasp for the times Of us by the fire singing. Yet, my reach will never Bring back those days. Will I never again See the smile I love so, Creep across your face So to make me laugh? I yearn for the days Of water and mud. Days under the trees Spend relishing in life. I miss the days Of boxes and grass. The days that are ended now Even before the sun went down.