Bright Star
I cannot help but hope for they...
who turn blue into darkened grey...
I will not harm the hopes and dreams...
I will not hurt the songs and themes...
I would ask all the hurt and broken...
to meditate on chance her tokens....
Oh children of the Bright Star you fail...
To bring your tears to the burning veil....
To bring your trials to careful minds....
Of They that care, are mindful, and kind...
Simple Truth, and Simple Faith...
This power reached....must meditate...
Reason Fate...with choices pure....
Throw thyself at feet to cure...
The feet of who...the whitest light...
Who crushes death.....superior might.
Oh Children of the Bright Star listen...
The still small voice...BREAK FROM THY PRISON!
-Oseddi-
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