A Star is Born.

A star is born, its light is formed, upon its turning heart. In eyes above the heavens envy of its precious start. Arriving in the face of wisdom’s, reflex to design, upon the dawning of the sunrise, lit to be divine. Within the circles of transition, changing on the tide, in currents that the waves are heading onward to reside. Present in the thoughts and oceans, seas have been consoled, upon the waves of endless journeys traveled and foretold.

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