You most likely don't remember this. You asked me a very important question and I changed the subject to the pretty little bug (which isn't so pretty) on the wooden planks because I didn't know how to answer you.
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that make up you, that make up me. They're the same stuff that make up the stars in the sky. If they can shine, why can't we?
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