She found herself in a distant star.
In the darkest of her days.
The little star alone in the dark sky Gave her the hope of not being alone. And because of the star
she came back home
A girl with a new confidence, The will to cross any fence. Breaking through the lines of world she flew again with wings curled.
As she is the girl who makes herself tune.
The girl who writes her own fortune.
To the star,It didn't matter that she fell apart
It was how she put her self back together.
And the hardest step she ever took was to blindly trust who she was.
And now, there she was- beautiful and free.
She thanks the sky for that distant star
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