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i was talking of the wonders of stars written forever on the wall of the sky..they may go back zillion years but they are unerased never can they turn back on themselves never hidden in the darkness that stare behind...wonder if the our words were like stars never unwritten never forgotten and never hidden in the times past....and i talk of wonder of moon growing and dying in a circle of days with scars and infirmity of death all so real to it just like a human..giving light and still aware not deceiving its existence that its taking light for its life...i wish humans were same...human enough like a moon to know they are leading to eventual fall why not bring light to others...the promised one with the first day of their conception and why not try to shine even at the faintest hour of their existence...