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Through the Telescope.

I used to have a telescope,
I would scan all the night sky.
Carry my blanket onto the yard,
dream about the things Id find.

Stars were my weakness,
but my telescope broke.
Ive never replaced it,
like Id somehow lost hope

of ever seeing the night
magnified again.
All my dreams were of stars,
but reality always wins.
Written by BleedingInferno219 (Kristyn Ashley.)
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