Wasn't the Herd Complete Without Me? (Part 2)
PART TWO
The moon is always perfect, no matter what shape it wears. You can't blame the moon for never letting the star shine. Even the star was busy gazing at that beauty, burning itself just to glow. Maybe it's because you are the side dish, and not the main.
Nothing compares to the evolution of trying - every person hoping to shine like the moon - and still, in the end, losing even the chance to be a star.
Even time doesn't change you. You just learn to live with it.
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