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Sep 2018
A good day I never knew,
A new day had no difference,
Every point tests the same.

Time rot in my bowl,
Sand was breakfast,
A cold stone lunch,
Time rot in my bowl.

Time rot in my bowl,
Until the day a shooting star stuck on my sky.
A shooting star that brighten my day.


Time rot in my bowl no more,
The beautiful shooting star made my day beautiful,
My shooting star,
With brightness you have beautify my sky,
Now when in trouble I can look up,
And hope for the best.

Now miracles shine under my sky,
My shooting star your smile shakes my heart,
Your dance rains my joy.

Ooh! My shooting star,
Stuck in my sky forever.


May time no longer rot in my bowl,
For you are that spice I waited for,
Dreamt of,
Imagine each day and night,
My shooting star stuck in my sky.

Ooh! My heart praise the Lord almighty,
For the shooting star stuck in my sky.

Keep on smiling,
For I dance for it, in ink.
When I think of that special friend of mine
Evenus George  Ngutoto
Written by
Evenus George Ngutoto  25/M/Tanzania
(25/M/Tanzania)   
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   countingstars, --- and Dominic Wright
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