You Will Find Your Stars
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Mankind has become a world of manmade waterfalls.
Inherently beautiful, mejestic by nature, a sovereign force.
Manmade, however, mankind is molded into another's vision,
A butterfly once landed on me
And told me I was beautiful;
For some reason I believed her.
She kissed my cheeks
And told me I was allowed to dream;
For some reason I believed her.
