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Shooting Stars

Within the midnight sky
Stars go shooting by
And every night
I wish upon the shooting light
I wished I could fly
High upon the open sky
I wished I had knowledge like no other
I wish I could have had a brother
But most of all, I wished that you
Could know how much I love you





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