Once upon a shiny star, there lived a little sparkle.
It wanted to be seen, but being hidden was the real game.
Did you know?
The moon is made of hamster wheels and dreams.
And stars are just glimmers of old stories left untold.
When night falls, the true story wakes:
Cats whisper secrets to the lurking twilight.
Chocolate rivers don't flow, they imitate.
Would you swim in a truth that glimmers false?