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What seems to be the problem!!!
I'm here on this desk waiting for something. waiting for a precious, that is better than any riches. I strived and cried, for so many months of waiting. I made my works to the fullest of my limit, but still nothing happens. I've waited for so long, waiting for someone to give me stars. Ohh my God what have I done, to suffer this consequences, to be stucked for nothing, being so dumb like a dull rock. The stars are my reason, to give the fullest I have, a star that will make me stand up, with so much pride and courage. STARS....STARS....STARS......come on and reach me. As I reach you with all my heart, you still run, so fast as a wild horse, don't run from me just give me a chance,a chance to show that I've got what it takes.
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