Stars
Stars are steadfast
In the sky
Shining secrets
Tell no lie
A backdrop hung
Of midnight black
Paints a canvas
For twinkling back
Murmurs of their
Secret ways
Stars shine brightly
Throughout the days
Wish to catch them
One by one
Wish to reveal them
To the sun
The sun can't help
But obscure their shine
Glimmering silently
Those stars are mine
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Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #30: It's Independence Day and the aliens have invaded. You have one chance to save the planet by describing to them what Independence means. Share that speech with us. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge