I plucked your star tonight. My room seems a bit darker without it, an empty little spot in my empty little galaxy. I tucked it away in a drawer I never open, nestled with other little remnants and scraps of your handwriting. Could you hang it back up someday? When the owl comes back to me?
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justanothertrampofhearts: I plucked your star tonight. My room seems a bit darker without it, an...
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