"The other day I read that there are so many stars in the sky, that if they were distributed among all the people that are on Earth, we would get 200 each. Maybe you do not like the person you like, it does not matter. Maybe you do not have that person, but you have your 200 stars. And they do like you."

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Based on a fragment from one of my favorite books: "¡Otra vez ese tal Principito!" ("¡And again that Little Prince!")
One more time I've come to realize that even if I don't have 200 stars, I have a bunch of them by my side and all of them sparks brilliant by worrying about me.