They said the stars would be easy
That if you just reached, you could grasp them
Clutch onto their sleek yellow bellies
And ascend their golden peaks
But no one told you about the stairs
The stairs that wind this way and that
Criss-crossing with the stars
And gliding underneath the moon
They're a maze, you know,
A maze no one can get through
Yet people try, clambering up each cobbled step
Their footsteps quaking the Earth below
And making it just a bit more necessary to
Reach the stars
I have a friend who can climb these stairs
Not like those people with their monstrous steps
That make it harder for everyone else
No, not like that at all
She climbs, her footsteps light
Stumbling at times, a grimace sometimes
Yet she never forgets the people below
Showering stardust so it all
Becomes brighter and less lonely
A signal that there is someone who cares
I tried climbing up those stairs once
My body aching, my breath shaking
And I tripped, about to tumble down
Back to the Earth
But there was my friend
Her hand reaching...grasping mine
It was then I realized
With her hand around mine
That those stars glistening around me didn't matter
For the real star was her,
Radiating, burning, blazing with life
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