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The Starry Night
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The brush strokes told me a story
Of a little girl who talked to the stars
She sat beneath the moonlit tree
In the middle of a grass field
Looking up at the sky
Named the stars, told them her wishes
The stars beyond her windows
Blink at her in her lonely nights
She yearns to be a little girl again
To start over and make it right
The starry night reminded me
Of a little girl who was a fighter
Lost, but she will find her way
Broken, but she will be whole again
© Bincy John
The brush strokes told me a story
Of a little girl who talked to the stars
She sat beneath the moonlit tree
In the middle of a grass field
Looking up at the sky
Named the stars, told them her wishes
The stars beyond her windows
Blink at her in her lonely nights
She yearns to be a little girl again
To start over and make it right
The starry night reminded me
Of a little girl who was a fighter
Lost, but she will find her way
Broken, but she will be whole again
© Bincy John
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