Starburst

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On the way up, falling stars are cast to the earth, dashed to pieces, and you wonder if you will become, he, she and they at any given mistake. Stars eventually burn out, exploding under pressure scattering contagious remnants of me. Vanity is a disease that has infected the multitude. As one star dies, others are born to take its place, multiplying viciously. The age of me is now on tv.

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