Don't Make Me A Star

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Don’t install me where float glory of glimmering stars

Sending me away from grounded land, so far

Where there lurk perfect divine spirits

Why I, with so many blots, remain there?

From distance, even moon, the fairest lady

Show none of her acnes or spots

Look from close, she is no flawless than a plain beauty,

So why expect from me such exuberance?

Let me wave like a flower in a garden

Where no dazzling eyes create a prison of spotlight,

Petitioning to regard me a saintly figure

Silent slumber I wish no cruxifixation or betrayal by brother.

Why reverence long after bodily fire extinguished ?

Such Reverence elevates to highness is to fall brutal later,

When gone, my sins sprout from seeds sown at others land,

No, let me strive in the crowds

And die on the bed of forgetfulness

Lasting only couple of memories behind.