Stardust

I once chased a star, that was actually dust

And as I grasped it I felt otherworldly.

There was nothing around, but the moving of stuff

So I floated around knowing I would catch it, promptly.

 

My fingers ebbed, hoping for life

With my newly- found glory

But then I touched it at once, almost died of strife

And put an end to that story.

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