Little Prince

I want a little Prince. Someone to change what the meaning of the stars are to me. I am so unaffected.  The stars are home.  They only laugh when I’m alone. Their voice is silence like the distance. Until I am gone. No little person to make the stars twinkle gold. Just far away lights to behold, like all I behold.

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