twinkle, twinkle
my eyes, they crinkle
when i laugh at silly nothings,
and smile about happy somethings.

little star,
you seem so unbearably far.
but i fly to you through the darkest cloak.
my journey is my smoke.

how i wonder
heaven forbid you send down thunder
my senses already heightened,
my mind increasingly frightened.

what you are
feel my scar,
know my tears,
let me drift and disappear.

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