Challenge
If stars were not made of bright, gaseous flame, what might they be? Illuminate me.
My Little Superstar
His eyes
They twinkle like the night sky
His smile
Lights up his whole face
His passion
Unlike any I've ever seen
His warmth
Heats up even the coldest of nights
He shines
Brighter with each passing day
His self-doubt
Darker than a starless sky
Why can't he see himself
The way that I see him
He's a true gem
He's brighter than all the stars combined
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