Stella, I'm calling on you tonight.
I long for magic; your brightest light.
So many scary secrets to share,
With little time left to spare.
Chase away foggy scenes in my mind,
Shower me with brilliance made in kind.
Move closer to hear what whispers say.
Remove concerns set in my old way,
Stella, I beseech you, dispel this fright.
Gratitude, I send you, for a shining light.
Steady my feet on solid ground.
Renew my spirit with healing found.
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