(image courtesy of https://io9.gizmodo.com/a-baby-star-pierces-through-its-blanket-of-interstellar-1688866993) cherish the stars if that means celestial beauty is squishy cheeks eyes focusing too close at pretties are star-crossed and wonder filled milky way a galaxy of chocolate with the best roasted almonds because we wish on stars for anything our hearts desire and dreams are born from giant explosions of light and promise squished into someone smaller than a heartbeat and gone or here divinely the heavens own you, borrowed baby twinkle
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