Shooting Stars

Everyone loves to wish on a folling star but what about the star If you do recieve your wish What happens to the star The star is falling So why wish on it It already has bad fate For goodness sake It falling out of place How is is suppose to grate your wish If it can not grate its own It own wish to stay in the sky To not have to say good bye To the stars still up there but to late It down here That poor falling star And with the person you are You hope it will grate you something Even though that star has nothing

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