Shooting star
While others make wishes on a shooting star
I stand there admiring the way they fall.
I think that a shooting star,
Is on space just a scar.
Falling forming a thin line,
That fades away in no time.
While a star is falling apart
People make wishes from there heart,
Thinking that a falling star,
Could make wishes come true from afar,
If the star had such might,
It would have forever shined bright.
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