This Galaxy is filled with stars, trillions of them.
Every star has it’s own place in the Universe.
It’s own light and movement, that set it apart from all the other stars.
Every star has it’s own beginning, and end
The beginning of a star is not the beginning of all stars.
And the end of another, does not mean an end to stars altogether
but
If someone takes the time to look. Sometimes it takes awhile to notice.
Other times one second on a perfect night, and that one star can make life different, better it can make life worth living.
Also like stars good stories don’t have much of a beginning, or an ending.
Just a piece of light shining in the darkness.
But when recording a story you have to start somewhere.
This story didn’t start with “boy meets girl.”
It didn’t start by accident,
It did not start by magic,
It didn’t start with a sunrise… At least not with this one.
It did not necessarily start with a smile,
And, sadly, it did not start with true love.
What this story, my story, did start with
was light.
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My Story
This is my story.
It may not be perfect.
It may not even be great.
But it's mine.
You're allowed to critic.
If you can actually edit or give me decent ideas, than I appreciate it.
If you can't then I'll ignore you.
If you've got noth
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