No not that stupid fn tv show.
I must be a dream from the stars
born of dust and loneliness.
A silent confession that even they know not
all this universe could hold
so it matters not what happens here
who I love, or arbitrarily hold dear
Alone we'll be once we find the end.
Now should my end come soon
before the setting of tonights moon
I bid you please don't mourn me
But if you insist, cry only once this night
And just remember, I'm forever dancing in starlight.
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