She's a traveller!

People came to her as mere travellers. She had no school to study in, no friend to accompany her. She started writing one fine day, and all she ended up writing was that, 'One day, we all are but stars." She kept watching the night sky with admiration and grace, before she fell asleep under those stars, and they were her guardians. They showed her the way, and gave her company and togetherness. She had herself become a star and hence the written words flew away with the paper in the winds that blew. The page sighted again this time, 'One day, we all are but stars."

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