let all those foolish ones
rise from this muddy earth
to become stars in the heavens
the stars have fallen
for they are tired shining through all the centuries
fame has become such a meaningless thing
now they stay on ocean floors
as fish
in their magnificent silence
i ask them if they shall rise again
they say they won't
for only the foolish ones still want to be stars
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