Shooting Star

February 4, 2011
I see a shooting star

I rush and close my eyes
I wish for what I want

I see myself in a beautiful place
A place filled with birds and animals of all kind
A place were I can be free
And be the person I want to be without judgment or discrimination
The sun rises and the wind is blowing
Flowers are blooming as I pass by
I see beautiful birds coming toward me
As they grab me by the shoulder I close my eyes
and let the cold breeze air float through my hair
They drop me down on the hard solid ground
a ground filled with beautiful colorful flowers
I sit down and grab me some blueberries to eat “mmm yummy”
“I love this place” I shout out loudly

I open my eyes and realize it was just a dream.
It felt like heaven and I didn’t want to leave that place.
I see a shooting star
I rush and wish for what I want

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