Price of a star

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lustrous, a summer midnight,
he was waiting for the clouds to sleep,
and the lunar came by, and he knows his shines,
the one who sells the stars for a price,
and the price is what you love the most.

hesitation, his eyes become gloomy,
darkness or the sadness which slayed his joy,
price should be named or the stars will fade,
what would he give, what's he loves the most?

speechless, a tiny thing in his pocket,
a star from the past, which's belongs to his mother,
what was the price, how did she earned,
now she is no more, so he wants the truth.

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