That Night

That night
The earth smelled so rich
And inside I ached.
Loneliness,
Even though so many people
Were laughing.
I was grasping night air
With my fist
And wondering why
I didn’t just cease to exist.
Yesterday
I thought I’d be a
Star.
Somewhere long gone.
But that night ended.
And I lived on.

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