I will not sacrifice another star.
Wishing on all over someone else’s manifest seems pretty um wrong. I’m not trying to judge, y’all know how much I’ve faced it. I’m not trying to teach. I’m just stating a thing I thought was obvious. But somehow, wishing upon a star is a childhood song. And gifts be in trade under the tree cut from outside in brought into a new place. Trade in attention and steps to a rank, where titles are side glanced cause people are actors and identities are changed. And everyone knows not to say who you are because if it’s imported, it’s value to hunt. And those who are true build walls not to be bought, or burned, blinded by the reflection, or bartered for their manifestations. Spied on for their foretelling tendencies. Stolen from by the ones who they tried to help. I will not wish upon another star. My own is for mine.
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