She was born to live with stars, my astronaut girl. For her gravity was always optional, she appeared to chose to notice it or not the way mortals cannot. That's how we realised she was special, that we had been sent an angel.
That astronaut was the one who would steal so many hearts in all the right ways. He was the calm one they needed to co-regulate from. One good boy became one good man, became billions of good men. That's the way it is. The best role model needs to be in the stratosphere where all can see.
He was my little astronaut, my Star Man, born to live out there in the galaxy because he was so strong of heart and so stoic of good resolve. From boy to world leader, it was my honour to raise such a great humanitarian and protector of nature.
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