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To my hipotetical lover

mgenthbjpafa21
Dear hipotetical lover

I really need of tolerance and acceptance 

Stars they come in the tail of comets

Stars they appear from unseen people 

I am not a star 🌟 but I burn at millions of kelvin

And don't be jealous of my little bro

Cause the universe is set, other or so. 


I'm tired of lonely, small bagage 

Needed of a foreign language

To immerse my flaw as outlaw.
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