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I Am a Star

I know my creator who made me on the fourth day, the mid-point of a seven day week. I don't act, make movies, or seek fortune or fame. How are you? My name is Bozrah. I am a real and live star, part of a team and not alone I partner with the sun and moon to light up the earth. I know my purpose, and I know where I belong I was made and placed in the sky It's my home, where my story began I was made to help light up the night, becoming a tool for separating night from day I'm not a faraway rock with nothing to do I'm not human but light for your dark nights I saw you last night headed to work the late night shift I'm honored to serve God in this capacity When I have served my purpose, I will burn out and die just like you 031520PoSpCtest, A Star's Heartbeat, Chantelle Cooke Genesis 1:14-19

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Date: 3/20/2020 9:37:00 AM
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