Michael Jackson was made of the same consistency as dreams. Dreams are made of moonlight, of stardust. So was he. Through him, we have been projected from our dreaming little rooms out on a stage, in front of thousands of people, miles away. On August 29, or as close as the astronomic conditions allow, we project his essence on the moon, a reflection of a star, and we commemorate him by looking out to the sky from all the dreaming little rooms of this world. btp
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