Hope The Star
On the car ride home she looks out the window
At first it was the blue sky fading into the orange sun
but then it grew dark
she didn't mind it though
For when she looked up
she seen one bright little star
it was the only one in the sky
she followed it home, it meant something
Hope. Somehow the star told her that there was hope
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