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you see a star,
a pretty star,
you wish one day you could reach it;
but everyone knows
a star is too far,
so you sit on your tree and sulk.

then, one day,
it was bright and sunny,
you feel all warm and gross.
your head gets hot,
you want to rot,
and then you look up and see.....

a giant star,
a HUGE star,
bigger than all the rest.
it seemed to get closer every second.......
it was what you dreamed.
you want to run {away},
but THAT wouldnt be fun,
and this was your only chance,
or at least thats what it seemed.

you reach toward the star
wishing for a feeling
of triumph, what ever else could be,
but instead your hand
felt hot,
like a boiling pot,
and then..........

you see fire
getting higher
but then it disappears

the world gets cold
turns to mold
and now you felt fear.

and ever since that day, volcanoes have existed on earth.