star


you know what my stars do…?
when I sleep, they groke of me;

too distracted they always forget
I can see ’em watching my dreams;

they gave me even a name, —
for them, I am their supergirl…

i think they consider me their star

perhaps like them, phosphorescent
I’m reflecting in their dreams

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artwork by Raen