STARS

I beat sleeping branches with thunderbolts, because I'm terribly afraid of pins on the heavenly canvas. I am afraid that some of them would fall, they would prick me, and even if they do not prick me they would  blemish and tear up this suit made out of dreams that I I've been tailoring for so long. 

If one falls next to you, don’t touch it with your hands. It can burn you and then disappear quickly and secretly. And the scar that stays on your hand will make you keep your head down instead of facing the sky, forcing it to stay forever bent.

Once when you come so far almost close enough to touch the stars don’t do it, stay calm. That is how you will walk tall and straight on the path you choose.

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