the little girl sat, with consternation
staring at the
constellation
wondering, where, how far
was her shining star
to take her far from here
a land so full of fear
the years passed, she sat glum
the star it did not come
the sky was dark and gray
she could not get away
but one day there was a light
maybe she'd be alright
moving closer to the beam
as she approached her dream
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