Floating aimlessly above the atmosphere of earth,
suspended from the ways of the world.
I'd be beautiful to everyone below me,
shining like everything's fine.
I wish I were a constellation,
everyone admiring my beauty,
but no one ever hurting me,
because I'm so withdrawn from others.
Constantly burning, but only half
the people would know.
I wish I were a constellation,
seeing a new place everyday.
Being surrounded by others just as brilliant,
just as bright.
I wish I were a constellation.
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