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He would glance up to see the stars, shining a little softer due to the morning sun, but still chasing each other in an endless cycle. One after another, and they had nothing to worry about except shining for everyone to see. Because that was their purpose, just like sheep were made for counting and older sisters were made for comforting.
When he woke up in the morning, the sun would be shining on them and dim them to appear a little different. But they were shining nonetheless, because that was their purpose, just like goats were made for counting and older sisters were made for leaving.
orrrr
Buck gets stuck in another coma where he has to relive being left over and over.
WARNING: mature