dotjr

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From miles and miles up in the sky each and every person looks the same.

Individually from such a height we are nothing but a tiny dot.

Barely visible and barely noticeable I watch the stars in envy and wish that like them I could be seen as one magnificent and beautiful creation visible to the entire universe.

But no end of wishes shall ever give the stars sight.

So I shall go to the stars and whisper to them that I am different from the rest and though I look the same I have felt different things and I have sung different songs and I have breathed different air.

Now the stars know that I am different.

Now the stars listen for my whispers.

Now the stars call me

DOTJR