Watching the stars
The twinkles in the sky
A beautiful shooting star
On which, I close my eyes
To make a wish upon the stars
Forgetting the notch of whys,
That hangs like a cliche
As if, it is all full of lies
A belief for a believer
But upon all my wishes
None has come true ever
Maybe it's just a tear drop
Of the midnight sky
A broken gem that none could stop
From a lonesome cry...

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